Maybe love is one of the words that have many definitions. Love is universal, sometimes you can make the it detail and spesific or sometimes you can make it general. But, there’s something more important above all, you should define what is love really means for you, and how it feels when the love is in you. You should feel at ease about it.
So, what is love for you, you better try to figure it out from now on…
“Someday I’ll plant a willow tree on our backyard and place a nice bench under, then we could lie down all day long just talk about everything while the sunshine on our face feels warm.”—HH, January 1st, 2013
If tomorrow’s sun doesn’t shine.
If no creatures stir in the morning time.
If the clouds go still in the sky.
And the days roll in and pass us by.
At least I’ll have my Clementine.
In the lazy days of mind, you’ve always been my Clementine.
If tomorrow’s moon doesn’t show.
If our dreams go lost in the winter snow.
And the flowers wither and die.
And the waterfalls go low and dry.
Will you meet me in the garden?
Such a lovely poets to close 2012 drama. I’m happy like I never read a thing all over again like this one. A nice and ambience song from Pink Martini on my ears. It means a lot.
“Oh sometimes the blues is just a passing bird, why can’t that always tossing aside from your birches crown, just enough dark to see how you’re the light over me.”—The Tallest Man on Earth - The Dreamer
So tonight I had to glean back my old photographs since my first year in medical school. It’s kinda boring though, but when I figure some shoots from time to time, my memories back to 3 years ago, when I started all this madness and love. As you can see below, that’s a truth when people says photographs says a thousand words. From the first amateur year, then throughout second year of freedom, last year end up with some field work in healthcare.
I should take more photographs from now on, so do you.