Flying and Falling

When I was young I had a dream

In the dream I had wings,

I flew like an eagle

Taller than mountains, vaster than sea

Over fields of never ending green

Rivers and rain forest and deserts

Animals and beasts and fish

People of white brown and olive Continue reading “Flying and Falling”

My merry-go-round

One November evening I passed by the playground. I remember the playground from my youth, always robust with action. Many children running around carelessly, others playing hide and seek, Little girls giggling while jumping on the trampoline, Continue reading “My merry-go-round”