`A blind spot with a unicorn`

`The little plastic shovel of yellow colour #01` - 26th January 2020


A blind-spot with a unicorn


Making you question yourself, testing to see your worth.


The little plastic shovel of yellow colour was seen from her little ruck-sack on her shoulder.

She now looks like very much determined for a trip, it might be one day trip to the nearby forest, or taking an unknown path which would lead her to a place she has never been before.


Now, the polar bear looks very much pleased to see how she stands up on her feet firmly, even encouraging him to join her along.


Reasons to be protected, Reasons to be walled up in her cocoon.

Yet, she knows, thinking things through, or instinctively.

she knows `how`,  to find a way, a way, or a process itself,

which she is willing to take. A childhood dream, onto this 3D reality.


Balancing out of logic and loyalty within herself.



`The little plastic shovel of yellow color #02` - 26th January 2020 


`Unexpected life turns`

`Unexpected life turns` - 6th May 2018


The polar bear was standing there next to the little girl,

showing his warmness in his eyes. Though he kept silent.

Even the little girl was sitting there showing her back to him, 

she could feel his warmness in the air, which eases her in a number of occasions.


This polar bear was the one, who has been there all the time with her,

wherever she goes. whatever she does. This polar bear, when she was looking at his eyes, knows that he was the one, who could transform into any kind of shapes and forms when he appears in her life.


He could be a huge white bear with silence, he could transform to be a wolf with sharp eyes, he could be a little wild deer with soft curious eyes.


I am ok with the unknown, she is ok with the unknown, we will always be.





`Where the light belongs` - 9th May 2018


`A hummingbird`

`A hummingbird #01`- 23rd January 2020


A hummingbird with a law of attraction


Cold and warm, warm and cold.

Out of sudden, simple thing got my attention.


Those massive old trees, as if full of butterflies, simultaneously on the move.

Those seem-to-be-orchestrated motion, show a single emotion.


A wave that tries to move me further.


Holding my heart, weaving my web of home,

Any shape or form.



`A hummingbird #02` - 23rd January 2020



`A hummingbird #03` - 23rd January 2020

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