Immeasurably grateful for another revealing reunion with his childhood friends, Miser & Fesir, The Prince upon the very first sign of sun, set out to continue his voyage, certain to discover new wonders…

Albanian cherry blossom trees abound.
Spring has come and new life is found.

A child swings serenly while at home in the hills.
Another points his play pistol at me in passing.
A chant erupts behind me on a mini-bus,
as an infant hears, “Kapa, kapa, kapa!” from his Papa.

Seemingly impolite and ungrateful men, sneeze or cough on their wives,
and their lazy demands go unchecked – unnoticed by all, but me.