
so many possibilities cloud our senses so many thoughts blow in the deepest night but when nature turns her flashlight on tranquillity flows through us and the rushing world fades

so many possibilities cloud our senses so many thoughts blow in the deepest night but when nature turns her flashlight on tranquillity flows through us and the rushing world fades

pictures
of
memories
like
a
painting
in
the sky
consummate beauty
makes me
cry
when frozen streams turn into raging torrents spring has briefly opened the door

silent sky
framed
by
wild
frosting
“Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back. I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference.”
Robert Frost

If you are reading this, then it is very possible that you have come to a crossroads. The only question is: upon which road were you walking? And is it the one that will ultimately lead you to happiness? In the words of the great American poet, Robert Frost, „Yet knowing how way leads on […]
The Four Paths: Which One Are You Walking? — The North Path