Friday, July 06, 2007


What is this mysterious
thing inside me that rails
Against the mountains in my way,
that rebels against the mundane
And yet hesitates to fly free?

What if I need the monotony
to motivate me
to cultivate wings
to discover le monde
without fear, within my means?


Sunny said...

Wow, your handwriting has not changed a bit over all these years. Supposedly that shows a good sense of self at an early age. One thing I don't get though, did YOU draw the pretty picture, or was it Sainte Victoire?

Rondi said...

Yes, I drew that picture, too. It is of the mountain, Sainte Victoire. The REAL artist, Paul Cezanne, painted it dozens of times, each time far better than I managed =)