Angel of Love

She was very quiet Like a starry winter sky Yet her eyes would glitter Even when she would be shy. In her chest was fire And there’s still its burning flame Unextinguished desire To play this neverending game. Her garden was full of color Many parties in her home Indefinite desire To find a peaceful

Awaken to her Mortal Nature

“So live your life that the fear of death can never enter your heart. Trouble no one about their religion; respect others in their view, and Demand that they respect yours. Love your life, perfect your life, Beautify all things in your life. Seek to make your life long and Its purpose in the service

Swallowed to Death

I was riding with you On a dirt road Wind in my hair tears down my face. I was feeling excited by the unknown. I was feeling scared not knowing. I don’t know why I trusted you. When you walked me straight to my death. I saw you laughing with the fire of a dragon

Afraid

You are my love and I know it, The only one and I show it. My love, my fear, my pride, my gear, My passion, my life, my courage, my fright. All of it you are and so much more. My story I can tell you. You know me so well. You know my existence.

What will you Leave Behind?

Inspired by Bangkok-based artist’s, Nino Sarabutra’s, exhibition “What will you leave behind?”. She filled the floor of Ardel Gallery in Bangkok with 100,000 miniature porcelain skulls, inviting visitors to walk on them contemplating the question… (also blogged about at http://rj-timeout.com/2013/09/30/walking-on-empty-heads-september-30th-2013)