Can you imagine a land where
Even the smallest and unlikeliest of seeds
Can sprout root in ever fertile soil
And stretch out towards the stars
Where green leaves shimmer like emeralds
Eternal and resilient, indifferent to time
A canopy rich with life
Providing shade from the unforgiving sun
Even when I am far away
I cannot disentangle myself from that dream
My blood still flows with fra...
Time passes and things change, but my grandfather will always tell the story about how he courted and wooed Luck the same way.
“It was difficult to catch her,” he’d say, “She has a tricky way about her, a tendency to land when you least need her and disappear when you are in your most dire straits.”
The secret was to appeal to her ego. She may seem aloof and uncaring when it comes to the plight ...