Who am I
My slower fellows...

The value of now
The wind is always blowing...

A couple of years
In snow, we live, on rocks...

Enlightenment
I search and seek and look...

Charcoals sparks
January...

A fair lust
Once a fox lived in a daisies field...

Streets of yesterday
Once busy, with sides replete...

The true self
Once the moon had sung a song...

A relationship
In mid summer i met the sun...

The eternal deed
I shot the stars one by one...

A deception
Yesterday...

The neighbor tree
An olive tree once gazed upon...