081018 Bridges
admin2008-10-18T07:22:00+03:00The parade opened. Lines are filled by words. They build bridges. They stand over evil. Discovery. It fires up life.
The parade opened. Lines are filled by words. They build bridges. They stand over evil. Discovery. It fires up life.
You're on your own. They are looking for lines around you. You are indifferent to yours. You do not care about it to stand out. You want it to get away.
People's plans look like shadows that are lost by a simple change in the light that creates them.
You fill in hours with words. A Journey. Looking for new earth.
Mundane gatherings. Deprived of attention. Smile mask. Lifeless flesh fills film.
The lack is present. You learn to wait thirsty. Holy patience. At a non holy time.
Mourning.A weather phenomenon. Made suns, moons and summers.disappeared. The moments are rolling in grey indifferently. A decision.. Over time. This is how HE swallows life.
Î¥ou unwrap the hours. An invisible thread passes through your hands. You caress it expecting the next day.
Every time I look at you. My wantings are in parade. Countless dreams are born when I think about you.
Expectation. A sacred condition. The pause redeems. Fills your words. They are simple. Loaded with joy.

