We move at a pace
That approaches
The speed of sound and light
To live in a world
That becomes
More and more unfamiliar
Sometimes you just have
To sit and wonder
Where are we headed?
We move at a pace
That approaches
The speed of sound and light
To live in a world
That becomes
More and more unfamiliar
Sometimes you just have
To sit and wonder
Where are we headed?
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Connecting to nature through poetry and prose
poetry/poem, essays, writing everything I adore or not so:-)
In viaggio tra le bellezze naturali e artistiche dei nostri due Paesi...
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It Goes On
مدونة تهتم بموضوعات متعددة مثل :الأدب والكتابة والتعليم وقضايا إجتماعية وإنسانية
Is much more eloquent in terms of writing than she is at speaking.
antilandscaper 
I wonder when was there a time when every new generation existed without wondering where they were going.
You might be right, but today we seem to be going at great-neck speed. I know changes come, but I wonder what we lose along the way thanks
forward, always forward 😉
🙂 x
This is true, yet somewhere we should hold on to the memories of our lives past and maybe share some of it with others who may not know of it, thanks