on my way home I heard something beautiful, I stopped by and tasted the moment.. I listened to the whispers of the pine trees' leaves in the beautiful summer evening
"I am the Eye
I am the Light
I am the new limit in the sky
I am the water in the glass
I am the water in the sea
I am tree and I am grass
I am the generation ‘C’
I am the Queen, I am the King
I am the holder of the Ring
I have power in my fists
I know no fear: I took all risks
I am the one who couldn’t wait any longer
I am the imaginary number
I am the new one in the band...
I am big
I am small...
I can’t wait to hold your hand
has been Maya STEINS' first day out on earth.
The little sweet poem above is written by "Mr. Father" on the occasion of the baby annnouncement. I just loved it and wanted share it with you.
Welcome to our Planet Maya where away from the plazas, trees whisper on the way back home, if you have time to listen.
And I just love it Maya.
Hope you will too..
ps: can't wait to hold your hand!
Hi, Welcome to my blog ! This is a blog on the concept of home, dreams, on living, leaving and coming back.
The pictures from my eyes, form my world are from my camera unless I am dancing in the picture.
Whenever I visited other blogs I was so curious about the author. Now I became one and I can say that it is hard to tell about yourself. Born in the South East of Turkey, never been there since 9 years old, 38 now, living in Istanbul ever since.
Love putting it to words, gathering people around a table, meeting new ones, my 2 and a half cats, my flat, my books, my family.
Would be nice to hear your words in the context. So please write back to me.