We are two travelers on the same road You are walking ahead of me But I can see you there I want to follow you I hope you stop for a while Look back and see me And wait for me So we can walk together
Walking with someone makes the journey comfortable.
drinking tea and writing poetry some to share some only for my eyes to see is not a passing breeze of freedom rummaging through mind's corridors to keep in check life reality, is like pure blessing if you ask me.