One never reaches home, but wherever friendly paths intersect the whole world looks like home for a time. ..


Hope vs. Fear

Once I thought..

I calculated my past …
till there was nothing left to count for the future…

But then I found the light that I thought misled me

yet it showed me the way to a hidden door named Hope

and I attached myself to hope of what the future may bring till I feared the worst

 I feared the bad things that may happen to me and my loved ones

I lied there in bed every night hoping for the night to pass in peace

and for tomorrow to come and go in peace

I still lay there in bed with with my new friend Insomnia and hope for the next day to pass…

I hope I get rid of this obsession of fear soon…

otherwise I will look again to calculate my past and see it was all spent in worrying and fearing what could have been…or hopefully could never be