Touchdown, Bohol

Home. We are home at last.

Home is where freedom is.

Home is where love resides.

The serene blow of the air.

The gentle touch of the ray.

While raindrops touch my hair.

And  nature overpower the buzz and the blaze.

Be home where you can laugh freely and cry in anguish.

Where your heart no longer seeks for answers on troubling non-existent questions.

Where you think and decide and let it all be.

And contradict yourself because you are free to be.

The Fields
The Fields

Published by monalisachong

Every one agrees that life is fleeting. And that life is change. It never stays the same. I am a believer of choice, of opportunities embraced and lost, I dictate what happens to me. This makes me hopeful, makes me dream, gives me courage and clears my realm. And I hope to share how change affects my life.

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