Water

There has been too much noise these days. Too many conflicts, too much anger, frustration, hatred between brothers. I feel exhausted and hope for brighter days to come. Let water wash away all wrong, let it clean and heal and soothe and bring some peace into our hearts. Tonight I dream of the most beautiful waters I know on Earth.

Peaceful, divinely splendid, simultaneously old and new, seductive beyond comprehension, exotic, yet familiar, Thailand is forever under my skin. It has bewitched me, poured its greens and blues into my blood, and calls me back louder than any other place. I know not why. Is it a fairly new acquaintance that I am so in love with? Or rather a place my soul has known for ages and never quite forgotten?…