Life
We are crossing years like mountainsStepping cautiously on trembling bridges
Suspended above abysses of fear and hope
Daring to look in the eyes of a destiny
Daring not to turn back
Beauty
Beauty is illusive. Sometimes you need to look for it using all your powers of observation. At times it is unexpectedly striking and edgy, taking your breath away, almost painful to look at. It's baffling and surprisingly disturbing, leaving long traces of contradicting emotions on its wake. O n other days it's simple, soft and mellow like an afternoon light on a shortest winter day reassuring you of spring coming eventually and giving you patience to trust and wait. Like pages from an old letter of a dear friend you haven't seen in years, cosy and comforting in its permanent presence. One thing is certain - it's out there, obvious to the eye or hiding in shadows. Looking for it is always a discovery of something new that escapes superficial glances. The inner light it gives to all shapes and colors of all things that surround us. It's like finding something to warm your heart in the darkest of moments, something to hold on to, like a l...
trying to be the usual
ReplyDeleteforgetting the light
becoming the same
WOnderful feelings as usual, great words, great images, like you....