- Today's tale -

21 century snow white
She went to the evil queen's mirror, asking
"mirror mirror on the wall, could you show me the truth of my soul?"
Then she spent the rest of her life trying to comprehend the faded image reflected in the aged mirror.

- Ode to Andros -

I
This island is made of day dreams.
Fruit trees grow and length of beach expands
every time someone somewhere is
looking through window staring at the sky.

II
If I ever thought I couldn't live outside the big city,
I was wrong;
if I ever thought life needed a goal,
I was wrong.

III
Ocean's salty taste,
heat from the sun on the body,
sand landing on the skin, and
full sight of different shades of blue

- Today's tale -

Untitled
My life is a never-ending rehearsal.

- Today's tale -

About trust
I don't trust the concept of trust.

The Dance Named Life
Music stops when brain refuses to let the heart lead, but doesn't know how to continue the dance itself.