another world.

shhhh.


can you hear it?
can you hear the
moving
shifting
coming
turning...?

in the coffee brewing.

in the snow melting drip by melodic drip.

in the sun finally showing himself.

in the lights of morning traffic.

in the rhythm of typing keys.

can't you?
can't you hear it?


in the spontaneous purchased flowers.
in the friend's honest answer.
in the shaky 'no' exercised today.
in your newest idea.
in the chance encounter.

yes. 
there it is now.
you can feel it.
you can.

in that moment with the radio.
in your boy's innocent question.
in the rhythm of typing keys.
in the brighten candle.
in the rise and fall of your breath.

another world.
it's brewing.
if you listen
{and you must listen}
we can hear her breathing . . .

 - n.

post inspired by one of my favorite novelist, Arundhati Roy.

alice's wonderland.

have you ever read,

alice in wonderland?

perhaps you saw the movie

as a child.

maybe it intrigued 

frightened & fascinated

you

all at the same time.

it did me.

but the book...

let's just say...

reading is so much

different that seeing

anyway this quote

found me

today.

the conversation between

alice and the caterpillar:

"Who are you?" 

said the Caterpillar.

This was not 

an encouraging opening 

for a conversation.

Alice replied, 

rather shyly,

"I--I hardly know, Sir,

just at present--at least 

I know who I was when I got

up this morning,

but I think I must

have been changed

several times since then."

"What do you mean by that?"

 said the Caterpillar, sternly. 

"Explain yourself!"

"I can't explain 

myself,

I'm afraid, Sir," 

said Alice,

"because I'm not myself, you see."

and. 

i agree with alice.

sometimes so many changes

can make me feel 

quite confused.

but i like her journey.

she is a brave girl.

until next time,

-n.

photos found from here & here.