cottage
As I travel..I been to many towns and villages
Each has it own uniqueness
but.. one village etches deep in my memory
life in this village is full of fun.. laughter.. life.. excitment...
everyday seems like a festival..
in this village lies a cottage...
a cottage tat leaves a deep lasting impression...
standing in front of this humble little cottage
is a welcoming garden, heartwarming facade...
its paradise tat one would love to stay on
however,the door is closed, so are the windows..
I wanted very much to explore the cottage..
to enter the cottage..
to know..
to experience life in the cottage
I didn’t get a chance to do so
I left without even attempting to knock on the door
I left quietly having not able to explore the cottage
As I move on, as I wander, as I travel
though as I went thru other villages.. e lust to explore the cottage
surfaces to my mind time & time again
never expect that I will be back to the village once again
never expect that I will be around the cottage once again
by chance...i wander back to the village... wander back to the cottage
The same old sentiment
The same old beautiful little cottage..
exciting mood... ..yet so simple within
daring impression.. ... yet seems timid withinl
oud chirping environs....yet there is silent within
projects an aura of beauty..yet so plain withinit’s a cottage of itself
am lingering...
yet to explore.. yet to enter.. yet to know.. yet to experience
grab from rong.. it is what im feeling somehow..
