A little ode to my experience of the rains in my vicinity and a little trek down to a particular countryside I always like to visit
An account of a February morning which was quite different than the others due to its dramatic climatic transformations and I ventured in again to the unknown territories which sent this in the section of adventures names DE PECTORE MEMORIAS, another short compendium of countryside poetries.
This is from a dream I had yesterday night and it shows my subconscious desires of visiting an old abandoned railway station taken over by Nature's minions :)
One of the many countryside adventures where I found an old forlorn boat and had a counsel with it. :)
Little inspirations and some words triggered by them. This one is a product of night while was trying my piano.