Do they become…
Whirling winds… the first rain?
Or muted seeds… flourishing clover in the bylane?
Or lightening of a stormy night… gentle ripples in the lake?
No one knows but I would like to believe so
They are all around me…peaceful and unaware.
…Social distance continues
Happy CNY anyways!
Kung hei fat Choi!
Water boiling in the pot
Some bubbles burst too early, some reach the surface
Bubbles that burst in the liquid causes ripples, while some die in anonymity
Some bubbles reach the surface and burst hot steam
The bubble doesn’t know it’s fate, but continues in the energy cycle
Not sure which bubble is better, but each has a role in boiling water
Instead of sending a sorry, we should not send friend requests 😂
Instead of sending a thank you, we should not increase the like rate 😛
Too much digital is making us mental, we should not give in to fake obligations 🙄
Hope in your year dear 2021, true actions and intentions prevail 🥳
Sweet morning chirpings woke me up before the alarm
What a wonderful day I forgot my dreams
I stretch my hand to shut the alarm and there the bad dream comes to life
The city still burns
What is it like when you seek something that you know you will never get?
What is it like when you know you are not giving what is desired?
Anger, despair, hatred, destruction… Hong Kong.
Morning visual breaks my heart… let wisdom prevail and peace return.
awe struck by this beautiful thought…in the mad rush of proving ourselves or getting approvals (to gratify our ego) we forget to appreciate the evolved better selves.
Glow with the flow