When will I surrender,

not as a villain,

but as a pious man?

When will I give in,

not to avoid stress,

but to contribute?

When will I bow down,

not to exercise weakness,

but to express humility?

When will I let go, 

not to forget the past,

but to seize the moment?

When . . .

( Poem by Quiet Riley / Artwork by Ai Jing )


Grass is but a Canvas

Nothing is more gratifying than collaborating with Mother Nature.

Simply harvest a handful of rocks, twigs, shells or flowers and while away the afternoon.

– Quiet Riley –