Serene sea

slow breeze

making ripple


Late autumn sun

not hot enough

to warm up


A frail old man passing by

I asked him who are you

he replied, I am God, I am God.


On the street

lying a dead bird

victim of wild cat.


Darkness is falling

warning to inhabitants

light up your candles.


Gentle sea  breeze

soothing and fresh

breathing it is a gift..