First, what has been done must come undone, So let us undo meanings of sounds and images. Let sounds just be sounds, images, just shapes and colors, let our thoughts fall in love. Nothing really matters as all is already perfect. Oh, the beautiful feelings that live in the clarity Eternal, sacred, beauty, what has … Continue reading Before the point and the circle
Their World Copyright Daniela Andreea Toma 2014. All rights reserved. "Any moment spent outside love, is a lost moment. Any word other than spontaneously inspired poetry is doomed to aging and expiring." "Before I met her I was ... a god. The world was at my fingertips. With her, I am a child. The world … Continue reading Chapter Five. Their Answers.
Copyright Daniela Andreea Toma 2014. All rights reserved. It's eight in the morning and yet it is still very quiet in the garden. It's probably the mist. It feels really ... unique, sitting here, in the center of a beautiful garden, surrounded by roses, knowing there is life everywhere around yet not seeing any of … Continue reading Chapter Four. A Misty Morning
Copyright Daniela Andreea Toma 2014. All rights reserved. - Tell me again, please! pleaded Mira. Theo was lying on his back on the warm sand of their favorite spot on the beach. He decided to think of nothing else except of sand. He began imagining great rocks passed through the giant patient grinders of winds, … Continue reading Chapter Three. The Dinner Party
Chapter Two. One Morning. Copyright Daniela Andreea Toma 2014. All rights reserved. - Just say "Hello, Life!" And say "I'm ready to play! What do you want to play with me today?" Then breathe, sit quietly, and listen ... Wind, a bird, sunshine on the tea cup, sound of her feet descending the stairs, soft … Continue reading Chapter Two. One Morning
Copyright Daniela Andreea Toma 2014. All rights reserved. Her name is Mira. She wanders the world, from east to west, from dessert to ocean, from mountains to plains. She has no place to call home. She has never had. But she likes it this way, this kind of freedom. No one to answer to, no … Continue reading Chapter One. The Golden City