Coral Trees grow well in the central coast of California, they look amazing specially in winter when they are nude, no leave, only dried branches with scattered flam lake flowers. They epitomize passion to me…
My country has no borders;
I am from everywhere and anywhere.
My people don’t speak one language.
They don’t have one color.
I don’t feel attached to a particular culture or history or a geographical region.
I love them all, enjoy them all, and feel connected to all; feel for their pain and celebrate their joy.
I don’t follow one religion, I respect them all but I don’t practice any.
My home is here and there; all the places that I have visited and left and places that I have not visited, except in my dreams…
I don’t have doors to close or open …
I have windows, to let the light in and to gaze ourside.
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