A Typical Day in Taipei

A leaf dances in the wind, a tree waves to the sky.
A child takes her first steps beside a blood bank.
The reflection of a bird flies by on the screen of your phone…. cont

A Mission to Sit

Breathe, that’s all I’m asking of myself, to breathe in the moment: a whole plethora of sounds, pictures: someone’s talking, the wind chime chimes, the roar of a truck, and a scooter, there’s a car, two of them; Breathing… Crazy pictures, colourful and real, voices so close, they take me away with them, by the hand;

The Flutter-by Dance

Fluttering by. A seemingly chaotic dance of dips and dives, of colours and their shades, without a beginning and an end, without a known purpose, to the endless song of silence. Not questioning the butterfly, not asking why or when or how or what; being with the butterfly we can lose ourselves in that silent

Dragon Fruit Surprise

Eating a dragon fruit,
with its pink scaly skin and its deep purple flesh,
not checking my phone, nor reading an article,
nor talking to another soul about this and that,

Flag (Haiku)

The flag in the wind
never ceases to amaze
those that really see.

A Meditation (Prose + Haiku)

Sitting to meditate, full of hope and faith that today might be the day the mind stays quiet, if only just for a moment—that precious moment. The timer is set—”the Western 15″… cont

Rather Be (Haiku)

I would rather be…