A water drop resting on a leaf. A chill breeze touching the surface, putting it in motion. Mirroring a beauty of life, vital and strong. Walking through the garden, the morning dew still intact. The colours are reflected on the surface by the light of the early morning sun. I am blinking, once, then twice.…
Life on a meadow
The view over the meadow is wide and colourful. The sun, hidden by the clouds, and raindrops waiting to fall. But still, no other place is mor vibrating then this place. Life on the meadow is more intense than ever. I lie down, look up into the sky and feel the freedom rush through my…