A Cosy Home in the Village of Trust
When I was walking among the dead leaves, the cemetery of young and fresh lives, gone forever, I could feel the world of uncertainties, I could sense life as crossing over a sharp edge between the real and illusion, where sometimes we lose the direction our vision- as we get distracted too much by the colours of illusion than the shadows of the reality!
That’s where I know how important it is to connect and trust. Together, the reality is more bearable even though it’s bitter or sour- better than the drunkenness of a tastiest wine, comes from an illusion- and alone.
In the village of trust, where everyone shares and cares, life is brighter than in a mega-city of lies full of people who are only estranged wandering ghosts.
Rymos
6/07/2024