From the ashes you will rise

How do you measure a dream?

In feet, grams, litres, brush strokes?

Meters of films stashed somewhere?

Dancing quietly upstream,

With the sharp eyes of an hawk,

Storm of meteor showers.

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Goodbye Zara

GoodByeZara

“My heart has joined the Thousand, for my friend stopped running today.”
― Richard Adams, Watership Down

Goodbye Zara,

wherever you may go next,

may you find and carry joy and happiness,

truthfulness and love…

may these words be your shadow,

may you be happy, content,

healthy, loved and playful,

wherever you may go now.

I am fortunate, I got to cross your path

only once,

last week.

I wish you all the very best,

and even more.

far beyond that.