An aimless wanderer since young, swayed anywhere by the winds of fate. Contemplating his whereabouts like a stranded seafarer beaten by harsh sea. Gazing at a faraway land beyond the horizon where the mother gave birth to him. And the waves remind him that the beach will never look the same again.
He grows old. His mother gets older today.
The beach is ever changing, as always. Only our fondest memories of it stay.
ReplyDeleteGood to see you here again, Pok Deng.