Monday, April 27, 2015


This pale form dwells behind all forests bringing with it darkness and chills to his soul. Unrest just because of unrest… and yet, the essence was ever elusive. There was some deep sorrow in the background, mixed with a feeling of longing and complete emptiness which touched the essential depths of who he was. He couldn’t compare that despair to anything else.

Then again, a feeling endured beneath those untouchable shadows, feeling creating his stronghold, his high keep where love, vigor and flight thrive.

Only to feel overwhelmed by contradictions of appearances. He swallowed his breath, so that he could remember everything… indeed, beginning is a very delicate time!


  1. I love your words! Very beautiful... very poignant... and very eloquent! I can actually feel them! I understand... Congratulations!

  2. Thank you Zenon mate, it means the world to me!