Speechless
July 25, 2014 § 1 Comment
Monument Valley 4.55am. Perfect stillness. Desert stillness. The stars are far too far away to be heard as they move around the skies. The feeling of being alone in the world. Delightfully comfortable.
Since my teenage years, I have derived enormous pleasure being awake late at night. Reading, listening to music, looking at the night skies. My time. Myself. In peace. This one was the ultimate late night experience. Freezing, buzzing from the thrill, speechless.
Dreams
October 23, 2013 § Leave a comment
Do you remember when you used to fall aslep listening to my stories? Sweet drowning in the voice that sung tales from far away places and distant times. Tales full of light. Tales full of dreams. Tales full of hope and promise.
How did dreams become so dark and heavy?
Nikos Liapis 