Category Archives: autumn

I Wish the Leaves Will Tell You

I do not know what to say. I just wish that the leaves on the ground can talk and tell you that even in the depth of winter it still feels like Autumn. Advertisements

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How We Fall In Love

Beauty speaks through the crunching sound of dried leaves. Alone and lonely on a long walk, it makes so much sense. I think this is how we fall in love.

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What Truly Matters In Life

Raining, cold, and dark. Autumn leaves. Silence. They all are not lies. They just made me realize what truly matters in life. And it goes deep.

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The Mystery of Being Alive

The way I understand the mystery of being alive is the way I understand how the ancient cold autumn wind blows.

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A Meditation on Time

Sometimes time travels life a floating leaf.

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A Thousand Ways To Appreciate Early Mornings

Early autumn morning no need for words drinking tea is enough.

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That Kind Of Peace

5:30 am. Ink dark outside. Cold. Breakfast of oats, flaxseeds, banana, avocado, raw honey, almond milk, yogurt and organic green tea and poetry. And this simple yet calming poem by Wendell Berry, “The Peace of Wild Things,” touches my being … Continue reading

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