home

i am a home to share with your aching pain.

rose

all died but a bright pink rose.

daily life: stars

the stars fondly watch over their children.

smiling

i smile with the sun.

empty glass-man

what is life if you have nothing left to live for?

drowning

drowning in this dark cloud. no way out.

gray skies

soft and light, the clouds kiss the sun’s cheeks.

is it fate?

is it fate that movesus down winding paths of fearof rain and thunder?

rain – slow

slow – the rain falls – slow

ephemeral tears

like fine dust dispersing in the wind, cherry blossoms dissolve into ash.