You show me continents, I see the islands. You count the centuries, I brink my eyes. -Bjork
My life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes. L.M. Montgomery
For years and years .. I struggled Just to love my life. Mary Oliver 🎨 Andrew Atroshenko
🎨 Aga Osak
At evening time, Beyond the streaming clouds .. Are my thoughts in the firmament With the one I love. Anonymous 📷 Mika Suutari
If you’re truly art, You will forever be art. Believe me, Being real never really goes out of style. Stacie Martin 🎨 Catalin Ilinca
🎨 J. Hunsung / Watercolor
Any poetry is a piece of heart.
We met last fall .. .. and dreamt of summer day together . Winter come and when you left, Winter stayed. 🎨 Catalin Ilinca
Even those who write how to be found .. .. are lost themselves.
