They say a heavy storm is raging,
be careful and don't go out.
We had to face the storm today, got some branches slammed against the car and wind sweeping us away... We saw some people standing together, looking at damage that was caused. And yes, dear god, what a shame... Poor rooftop caving in.
I find it quite fascinating to hear what these commotion is all about...
The weather today is a perfect reflection of all what's inside so many people. Never to be shown, never to be heard.
My thoughts are restless while this rain keeps pooring and wind is tearing down some walls. Maybe this is what humans have to do in order to be able to breathe again?
Nk.
JE LEEST
Come what may
Poetryain't it wonderful how we hold on to life by simply finding something worth living for? and even stranger it is that it might be that in that very specific search for happiness that we end up finding something completely different...
