Flying my Drone over Barcelona and captured this image. Seeing is believing.
The following poems are randomly selected from part B of the Garden series.
If you are patient, the whole story may appear. There is a doorway on this site, that will open to the poetry collection, both in context and complexity.
Guidance (A letter from Emalf)Hi! Doesn't look good, does it?
He Calls Me SlothThe Master, he calls me Sloth,
QuietudeThe Eleven broke camp, all was quiet.
ModestyThe ominous ground dragon, Wigrae;
Young and OldThis is the time, Natas waited so patiently for,
RealityThe Dihpa have scoured the countryside,