dance in the sky

Blossom

Abbas

The Path

On his way he went,
Walked with the loneliness.
A child cried,
He went on.
No one waved,
No one shaked,
Just the trees,
Just the wind,
He went on.
How long could he?
Every body just stretched hand,
To get something but not to give.
Just the wind gave
Just the trees
He went on.
But his feet worn out,
His eyes put out,
Disillusioned with everyone,
Every friend,
No word could he trust no more,
Just went on,
On his way to no where.
So the child cried on and on.

Galilei

two trees

the bird on the wire

the mirror shop