by Adele Leung
Nostalgic for what is simplicity and love. Authentic exchanges between human beings; open-hearted and non-expectant caring; simple gestures spontaneous from the impulses of the heart, unfiltered from the mind.
Nostalgic for fearlessness, not from impulsiveness, but from deep play in life. Where each moment is full and satiety overflows.
Nostalgic for eyes that light up with joy, with no reason at all. For hugs that engulf and speak volumes without uttering a word.
I am nostalgic today. For the fire of the sun. And more so for the fire within me.
I read you post with my soul:)