You ask why I make my home n the mountain forest, and I smile, and am silent, and even my soul remains quiet: it lives in the other world which no one owns. The peach trees blossom, The water flows. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“The truth remains quiet inside us,floundering like a battered bird,desperately wanting to spread its wings and fly away. -TARA” — Amita Trasi Copy Share Image
