Our minds would flower
like springtime, if only we
stopped moving around
R. Charboneau
I wrote this after staring at lots of wonderful pictures of flowers taken by a photographer named Leyla. You can find her work here.
Writer and Doodler
Our minds would flower
like springtime, if only we
stopped moving around
R. Charboneau
I wrote this after staring at lots of wonderful pictures of flowers taken by a photographer named Leyla. You can find her work here.
by Zoya Kubra
Short, poetic encounters with a voluminous and prosaic monk.
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In Search of The Soul
Illustration and Writing
