Everything about the cake
speaks to me in many ways,
leading my emotions,
I am running for days.
I closed my eyes
to my surprise
there was a moment where
it became all clear.
I have a wish at hand
that my heart will understand,
and it all came true
as I blew.
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Istanbul is a city bristling with life, a place where past and present, sacred and profane, intertwine under the watchful gaze of the Sultan Ahmet Mosque. As I explore this crossroads of cultures with Maya, my nine-year-old niece and the daughter of my late brother-in-law Frank, and my wife Nadia, Frank's sister, I find myself on a journey not just through Istanbul's history, but also into the depths of my own beliefs. Staying with Maya and her mother Elvan, my sister-in-law, I begin to see the city anew through their eyes, and to understand why James Baldwin said it "revived" him.
By Geoffrey Philp 2 days ago in Wander
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Well written!