Nostalgy

It was there, the street, the trees, the light of passing traffic, the dying sun rays. It was winter, the air was cold. Suddenly it's all gone: the dream is over, the light faded, the rain came. Was it ever real, the long stairway, the high ceiling, the flowers on the balcony, the canal. The … Continue reading Nostalgy

Conflagration #writephoto

Conflagration   We waited for the storm, the lightning, the thunder, But it did not come, instead, the sky behind the hills In one brief instant, was alight, as if the true God Wanted to warn us: the glorious sunset reminded us That we are nothing without Mother Earth.