as darkness receded, the lights in my heart, of my loving city
The ones who worship the sun, moon and stars,
name their children after trees,
who've been conquered and been conquerors,
who sang their way to freedom.
Saying goodbye is the worst part of traveling
Spent a lovely weekend reconnecting with my cultural roots, dancing folk dances all night, speaking my native language (ha lies English and Lithuanian are both) My brother decided to do a little European vacation and go to Lithuania to see "Skamba skamba kankliai" this folk music festival we used to participate in as kids every… Continue reading Weekend in Vilnius
and everything I once looked at with awe
will become common and ordinary.
Until I return to my home town
and everything looks smaller
and far more beautiful.