
My mind is wandering
From sheep to seed head to my
Daughter far away

My mind is wandering
From sheep to seed head to my
Daughter far away
Two blue damselflies were dancing around each other at the shore of the pond and at the little canal that connects the two ponds. They were completely mesmerised by each other and I too.

Bright light turns into
Soft light and from there we see
It silently dim


Once upon a time,
each fairy tale begins
Am I aware of mine?