there are moments so beautiful that it can only be entirely beyond our control.
people create things, others are beautiful. drawings, films, slopes covered with books.
but nothing makes you feel like the things that nobody has and has not grown.
that you suddenly wonder.
when it starts to grow a pine tree
when the road turns pink and violet,
when you see the ducks swimming upstream to get carried away after one after another by the current, when the canes
hide the way you you walked years ago, when the sky
rather than colors sets of feelings.
when you feel so strong and so strange that you are in contact with the world,
not step on pavement and sidewalks and steps zebra grass planted,
are times when it is not you the one in contact with the world collects,
is the world suddenly comes in contact with you.
why some songs are so superior to others,
eternal
because the world gets you by the ears,
why you get sad when you see flowers have started to build a parking
and yet the world is calling you ,
loudly telling you all you have to teach you yet.
there are people who look the other way a blind eye
that poison
there are other things that cry, which collapse and wonder once again,
can be as beautiful as the channel between the world and you,
the world
things the world does not want to lose,
the silent scream of the beauty and sadness ..
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