Friday, 13 June 2008

In the realm of emptiness

This is just the way that she express herself in silent, by her fingers she explains how she feels obliquely. Some fragment within her life for being an outsider; some terse notes that she records everything she adores. She lives in the middle of nowhere, lying on the pasture and herding sheep. Sitting under the tree quietly, she enjoys being alone with her muted accordion.

This is a soliloquy of a young lady who lives in solitude.