As I Look Out The Window...

 

As I Look Out The Window...

As I look out the window

At the quiet settling night

A gentle breeze caresses 

My mind crossing

A thousand oceans

The Sweet Smell Of Ripening Nangka Oh Thou! The Fruit Of The Present The Link To The Past

The Sweet Smell Of Ripening Nangka Oh Thou! The Fruit Of The Present The Link To The Past

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Looking out the window, inhaling the sweet smell of ripening nangka (jackfruit) hanging from the tree, I'm transported back to the time of my life when, as a child, time did not matter