Reminiscing about the old times
when life was so much younger,
when mornings felt like promises
and nights were filled with endless sky.
When time itself seemed to be slower,
as if the world took a breath
and let us linger
in the warmth of our becoming.
......
Reminiscing about the old times
when life was so much younger,
when mornings felt like promises
and nights were filled with endless sky.
When time itself seemed to be slower,
as if the world took a breath
and let us linger
in the warmth of our becoming.
......