I discovered boxes filled with photographs I took in Asia in the early seventies. What have become all those faces?

This radiance flooding my heart when I look at you, is it not a spark from the life-thirsting light that was created

ใครจะอาจซื้อขายฟ้ามหาสมุทร แสนวิสุทธิ์โลกนี้ที่พระสร้าง Who would dare trade skies and oceans? Wondrous creation is this world of ours.

Don’t ripple the water อย่าทำน้ำไหว I want to see its infinite clarity ฉันอยากเห็นความใสไม่สุดสิ้น

Cold mountain ภูหนาว always swaddled in white ห่มผ้าสีขาวอยู่เสมอ

In the love of Manohra and Prince Suthon is the meeting of the divine world of passionless perfection and the human world of desires ...