Be still my stomach now
The night is calm and sleep it wins
But morning comes too soon
The sun doth shine and breakfast comes
May your plate be as full as the moon
And eat thou shall and make no plan
So joyous thou shalt be again
In Timișoara, getting creative when hunger strikes at night. Took the photo this morning on a happy stomach.
Exactly one year ago today I moved my things into a new house and started a new life. So today I’m starting writing on my new blog, as an anniversary present I’m giving myself.
At the end of a long and intense day, I accidentally took the left turn too soon and found myself at the gate of this church I’ve been meaning to visit. To my surprise, it was still open and a tall man greeted me at the gate. I slowly stepped on this green island, roses and geraniums everywhere. It was so quiet I wanted to slow down my breath not to disturb the stillness. I leaned my bike against the church wall and, out of habit, locked it to a wooden bench. I went inside and felt like someone picked me up by the head and dipped me in a jar of incense and lily honey.
It’s so close to where I live and still I’d kept postponing to go inside. Schitul Darvari.
PS Dear Gabriel, be a good angel and make me understand the messages you bring.