Dawn
is waking, light slowly conquers the heavens above. Sun with a red morn heats
what’s left from the night, and all that can be heard is silence of people…
The
skies are still guarding most of the stars. Life opens its eyes into a sleepy
tranquility from the black of the night, only to sail away into those uncertain
waters of the new day. This moment might seem like when a bird gently separates
from the ground, only to soar into the heights of its own freedom. This dawn
(like any other) yearns for days. Tears transform into dew and waves are
carving the sea.
Here
life bathes in white light, freedom is inhaled through the nostrils, peace
fills the inside and sweetness saturates the smile of a man… in these long
years of my youth:)
Liberating,
satisfying and loving…
Where
are the end boundaries of our waters?
