| 2010 /Nízké Tatry/
I love
the view down, thereafter I feel that I am.
Perhaps it is also easier to fly then. No need to overcome height.
when I do not know what's on the other side, and then on the ridge
landscape opens up to me.
grass lying in one direction.
when the nods his wind stalks, wind at your back, in your hair.
early morning dew on the leaves.
when I hear the buzzard - it is then joy.
When I see those little flowers houseleek, stars on the stones.
Blooming thumbnails. |
