Fresh energy over me
Clearing the old, making room for the new
Category: poems
Good Morning from the coffee shop
Some days it feels like I’m running to somewhere I’m not quite sure where I try heading for physical places Though it is inside that wants to be seen, heard. But then I ask, what is it that I’m running to reach? Its not a place, nothing to touch, Noone to meet. And eventually I… Continue reading Good Morning from the coffee shop