http://slow.writerscafe.org/Yenbena The original writings of author Matt Penrose en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776020042 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 where is it?in which tree did i hide it?in which backyard did i bury it?come back to melight my wayto the mountainsthe hidden sanctuarythe stone walkwaythe silent fieldsthose empty pastures andtall, waving gums.all a garden for me to enjoy. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yenbena/474888/ After ten years, the War of Troy has finally come to an end. But there are many repurcussions. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yenbena/340679/ How do I describe my thoughts- this inner feeling of peace? How do I thoroughly grasp this feeling - describe the wonder it is giving me? It is so quiet: the world outside.There is someone there.Something in the trees and in the grass.A feeling like the breeze: gentl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yenbena/332232/ I like the way the wind brushes up against the leaves, the way it pulls at my hair, the way the golden sunlight warmly hugs my face, the way it brushes up against the afternoon-lit world. I like the way, as I pass through the field, the tall blades of grass brush up against my legs, tickling me as I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yenbena/326313/ A story of an old man's death, and a boy's searching for immortality. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yenbena/317368/ without God,life becomes the worldwe all live and seeand what is thereto see?without spiritthis body is all wehave—andthe dust under our feet. science strips awaythe mysterious essence of what isheart and mind;the stars in the night sky.coldness sets inthe .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yenbena/307207/ This great source of Good,                     where does it           come from?Whose face is this,       &nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yenbena/299853/ Two men on the same path, two different lives. One with problems. One with sanctuary. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yenbena/290444/ A 500 word story written and submitted into the competition, "Winter Surprise". http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yenbena/278644/ who was it that I’d seen? the face I hadn’t remembered?the world I now seebut I didn’t see?the father, the brother—are you one power, not two?three, and whole?you are something confusinglike the world, and its deep sense of tragedy, its lie—the mask .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yenbena/278430/ I am no righteous person.Do you see me give a damnabout those people on the streetswho avert their eyes from me? Do you see me turning my cheekto those who harm me?Resist that serpentwho would have me wrong? Do I learnfrom all my terrorising mistakes?Do I have the s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yenbena/278400/ Are they real, a memory, or is it just my imagination? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yenbena/233464/ I will be brutally honest;I hate this damn life.I always have,and probably always will.It seems not even Godhas been able to change this.However,it is to my benefitthat I think like this;the world holds no valuefor life.I saw a photo earlier– Chinese citizens were being.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yenbena/231519/ A story of two cultures, two worlds, two realities I am divided between. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Yenbena/149627/