Somewhere I have never travelled…
Photo by eberhard grossgasteiger on Pexels.com Today is one of those days, where I felt the ground was not solid. It feels like if I am walking on the clouds, and all I can see is the fog, not going away, but densely descending. Then, as if a sort of a calling came to me, I went to my closet and found my old diary, dating back from 2002. I opened a page, curious to glance about what I was writing at that time… and then I saw it. This poem had the most profound effect on me. I