Echoes…


Photography by Kirti


words
like
sunlight
come dancing
through thoughtless branches
their echoes
shelter
my
soul


(’12. jan 17.)
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Poetry & writing are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

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