Ether

Be adaptable to change. If you insist on taking a stand; someone will move the earth under you.

Poems

In that secret nook of my heart,

where darkness reigned,

I hear your approaching footsteps,

as if you are coming to light a lamp.

I know you are not here,

and are waiting to hear someother's footsteps,

But you are powerless before my imagination,

to stop me from waiting till eternity's end.