Once you enter a rabbits’ burrow, there is no looking back. The only hope you have is to find a pocket of light and follow it as it grows. As it shows the way out, I look back into the darkness and see how deep the rabbit hole was. Feeling like Alice, as I tumble down the rabbit hole….
I am a grain of sand,
A drop in an ocean,
A leaf in a forest,
A new born in a herd.
As the first rain..
That bathes the dry summer earth,
I wish to witness natures wonder,
As it happens when it happens…
A traveler of the world,
Stranger in a crowd,
With love for books, art, culture & food
looking for stories & people that inspire and to inspire!
Like a dormant seed, I lie silent awaiting relief,
For I live to travel,
And long to travel for life…