Invest in banks – you’ll be broke. Invest in people – you’ll be broken.
You know,I think I could talk with you for two dozen hours every day…
Like cream in coffee.
The sky yawns and rain falls from its open mouth. Air swirling.
And in its humid center,
dust is dancing
with leaves above endless puddles. Sky reflecting in liquid mirrors. Sky crying through rain.
Sometimes I am afraid that if I sigh any deeper, the soul will abandon the body…