Human Islands: Poetry and Short Stories Collection

And here it is, our names togetherengraved on this tree he said folding a small knife. We are here forever Forever, forever? - she asked with a smile.The names remained there, but they went on their separate paths;like millions of people who meet and part in life. Time went by and decades later, one fine day a casket carrying her cold bodywas lowered six feet beneath the ground No one saw the bottom right corner ofthe casket though the wood had traces of two names one could barely seeThat tree had gone through a journey of its own too -from a proud trunk, to a mere casket now. And at the end, the names did surviveto stay togetherForever, forever indeed.From the streets of Prague to the shores of Santorini; from the flowing canals of Venice to the noisy bazaar of Istanbul - Human Islands will take you on a journey that finally leads to the most beautiful destination of all - your own soul.