He is no longer afraid of the loneliness of roadsNor the hidden trauma that his silence breedsWhat rips his soul during midnight’s bitter stingThe feeling…
​The twisted vine that is centuries oldA story that some vintage garden toldWith woody coils and structured mightWisteria clusters bloom in violet lightA silent waterfall…
At heights where the air is thin and coldThe Ghost of Mountains, brave and boldHimalayan frost is favourite of the canineAlso thrive through alpine and…
​In southern waters, pretty cold and clearNear the Australian shores, it may appearOpen sea’s proficient yet a silent dancerIt gives illusion of afloat seaweed mariner.…