A Poem by Elon
Elon Ng wrote this poem some months ago at my home during a twe12th gathering. It’s been displayed on my desk ever since. A slow day, takes a toll for every passing. The taken roles left for me to play. Don’t trade them away; for a night of time, 5 irreplaceable parts, like the members of a family. Take a sigh to be a joke, eye contact like stars. Staring at them gets boring, ...
It’s late at night here in San Francisco. The time has come for our return. It’s with heavy hearts that we leave - a testament to the succession of hospitality and refreshment that we’ve received over the last month. I can’t believe that the time to go back is already upon us. This trip has brought as many questions as it has answers. I do wonder, what will my life and Sarah’s look...