Will you let me love you? 

Will you let the sands tickle your feet and indulge your tired hands? 

Will you let the sun blind your feverish striving? 

Will you be and let go? 

Will you treat me like the beauty I am and not use me or see me like a fast food joint? 

Will you make love to me and not treat me like a whorish vacation? 

I am a beauty and I am God

Cat ba Island – Vietnam 

– I feel that most people rush their way through lands and oceans as if they are trying to prove they’ve seen it all. Few take time to meditate and reflect. Travel is more about becoming yourself than looking outside of yourself.