To write is to add texture to the tale, promise to prose, flavor to the story. Where love cradled blossoms, giving a home to the imagination and the child in us all, waiting to be woken.
In a small village outside of Osaka, a woman in a coma was dying. She suddenly had a feeling that she was taken up to heaven and stood before the Voice of her ancestors. “Who are you?” the Voice said to her.
“I am the wife of the […]