October 2010
2 posts
On an Autumn Morning
So yesterday, with the weight of life on my shoulders and the hollow feeling of loneliness within me, I decided to get off my bus a stop later and walk by the lake. It was there that I finally understood the true healing power of nature. The sun was just rising above the clear, blue water, it glistened in the early autumn light and although it was cold, the view alone, seemed radiate the heat...
Dear London...
10th October 2010
Geneva
Dear London,
I come to you through these means as I have no others at present with which to contact you. I miss you dearly and count the days til which I will breathe in your misty haze once more.
This lake may be clear and beautiful; it may reflect the sun in a million colours and its facade may beg you to bathe within in, but it has nothing on the Thames, my dear...
