Forsaking the mists
That rise in the spring,
Wild geese fly off.
They have learned to live
In a land without flowers.
translated by Geoffrey Bownas & Anthony Thwaite
Being Present for the Moment
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Illustration, Concept Art & Comics/Manga
Singer, Songwriter and Author from Kyoto, Japan.
Singer, Songwriter and Author from Kyoto, Japan.
An online activist from Bosnia and Herzegovina, based in Sarajevo, standing on the right side of the history - for free Palestine.
A place where I post unscripted, unedited, soulless rants of a insomniac madman
Dennis Mantin is a Toronto-based writer, artist, and filmmaker.
Finding Inspiration
Off the wall, under the freeway, over the rainbow, nothin' but net.
Erm, what am I doing with my life?
Artist by choice, photographer by default, poet by accident.
At Least Trying Too
A Journey of Spiritual Significance
Life in islamic point of view
Through the view point of camera...
L'essenziale è invisibile e agli occhi e al cuore. Beccarlo è pura questione di culo
In Kate's World
Leonard Durso 
Beautiful! I love the far east poems you share so full of peace and tranquility.
I’m glad you like them.
Lovely bt some sad point.
That is why I think it is so lovely.
Oh.yeah.
Very moving. Thank you.
I’m glad you liked it, Anna.