Touched with soft feathers,
Injured with frozen blades
Cutting emotions into pieces ..
scattering them anywhere ..
Wings of a bird, which don,t want to fly today
Only sitting in the old oak tree -
singing and dreaming
While time is passing by
Stories, that are told ...... somewhere
The little yellow shiny bee is busy
Wants to move around in long and slow spirals
Flowers, which are opened wide
Time stands still
Don,t want to pass by
Wind is laughing
sauntering around looking for a paper, which wants to be moved
Changing life page by page
Dying leaves are hiding, not to be blown away
Forgotten past
Screams of joy
The butterfly tries to sail with the wind
Her colours are painting the air with emptiness
Blue, green, white, yellow - unknown
Time passes by
- leaving clocks and hours behind
Broken structures
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