I would invent the snow, with whites and blues, some grays and shadows. Then I would be tired. I would rest for a while in the eyes of the light and would stay silent before closing my eyes.
*d’abord mis en ligne en mars 2023
I would invent the snow, with whites and blues, some grays and shadows. Then I would be tired. I would rest for a while in the eyes of the light and would stay silent before closing my eyes.
*d’abord mis en ligne en mars 2023
In early mornings
we’ll be tired of winter
in our frozen feet
photo : botanical garden, Nelson
Winter gets cold
especially in the morning
but waiting for spring
photo : wide-faced heron
once you are rested
you like going for a walk
even when it’s cold
photo : Morocco
Today. Light. Even in winter one gets tired of the sand, cold like grated stone. We think of others, then we thing of ourselves. We ask ourselves what we think of others, then we wonder what others think of ourselves.