"....have patience with everything unresolved in your heart and to try to love the questions themselves as if they were locked rooms or books written in a very foreign language. Don’t search for the answers, which could not be given to you now, because you would not be able to live them. And the point is to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps then, someday far in the future, you will gradually, without even noticing it, live your way into the answer.”
― Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet

Saturday, January 5, 2013


Walking out
Into a pool, I don’t get wet
Looking around
Like a fool, my foot not set yet

Reaching to
A wretched tree, I can’t hold on
Lunging forward
In a spree, I tumble head cold down

Wednesday, January 2, 2013

Down the lane...

Took a deep breath
And I moved along
Looking back
I see the world
I left behind
I feel the air
I used to breathe