beautiful minds

Rainy days
speak of no cloudy greys
looking forward to the destiny,
end of the end

Dawn leaves
with golden tears understood the joy
knowing the glory of life, falling, dying
and seeing wide

utopie ...
human race sees life's wisdom

My kind trees
do raise in mind for me
giving, silently crying to none
do live and shine

sparkling hearts are rare
somewhere we melt

anyer

emile s.

all photos : emile s.