A free soul

You fly high, feeling free and happy.

Not a problem to worry you, not one worry.

You feel the wind blowing through your wings,

Feeling strong and mighty, like a king.

There's a sound like that of a crack of lightning,

The feeling, the noise it's all so frightening.

You soar down, hitting things with a crash

Suddenly you see your whole life flash.

"Fast Suffication"

Suffocation

Suffocation

The smoke of unknown origin
By fast but slow speed
Rampageously traversed
Across the heart of the city
Diffused people’s mouth, nose and throat
Straight into the lungs
Forced to surrender

Agonistic
In order to resist
The irresistible
Smoke and noise
The heart of the city
Abandoned in the restlessly
Polluted
Tumor of smell and noise

Pus
Metrorrhagia
Sinking the city
Migrate the people
Collapsed the sky
The black teardrops
Down along the wall

Catherine Yen

Free (water color)

Fearlessness may be a gift but perhaps more precious is the courage acquired through endeavour, courage that comes from cultivating the habit of refusing to let fear dictate one's actions, courage that could be described as 'grace under pressure' - grace which is renewed repeatedly in the face of harsh, unremitting pressure.

-Aung Sang Suu Kyi

 

"The Birth of something beautiful"