MY BOOKS

MY BOOKS · 17. Mai 2020

"clouds are the figurative language of heaven" When I was little I could spent hours laying in the grass, observing the sky, forgetting time. For me it was like reading a book, my mind wrote stories with the clouds. Sometimes I wondered if that could be a message from above, from angels, from heaven. Imagination and childlike wonder is so precious and something we should never forget, in my opinion. It's the source of my creativity. Growing up, my journey of writing has continued. It's like a...