The Small Drawn World

Shapes, lines and colors.
Warm feelings, that can bring a piece of light
Into the darkness.
Brushes and paintings;
A rich palette
Made up of the clear sky,
The deep sea,
The fresh air.
The first ray of dawn, granting its care
To the alpine grasslands,
Mysterious forests
And snowy tops of mountains.
The first drops of rain,
Shining like crystals,
Falling down like tears,
Intoxicating like wine.
Your sorrows and mine
Are washed away.
A night meets a day,
The earth meets the sky
And looking up,
You see millions of stars,
Talking about the Moon,
Talking about the Sun,
Talking about the Eternity…

11. 04. 2004


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