Memories

As the flowers blossom
Breathed in the soft hand of spring
Petals scattered on earth
Where it will dissolve into mere memories.

And then are the memory which never fade
Travel in space that expands until ..
It transcends all boundaries
Beyond which time ceases to heal.
Someday there on a sunlit summer beach
Kicking around the grains of sand
I shall BE.

Magic

If there’s any kind of god in this world, it wouldn’t be in any one of us, not you…or me. But just this little space in between. If there is any kind of magic in this world, it must be in the attempt to understand ,share and be the one forever.