You reflect, it’s you and not the light. That’s a lie of physics. You reflect, and you remain there... beautiful, concentrated. You reveal the clear and the dark, you reflect on the ice living in your eyes. You reflect the clearness of your hair. You reflect the portrait of the woman. You indicate the intermittences of the road. You reflect brightness and darkness, you appear and disappear at times. You reflect peace doesn’t matter it’s 200 kms outside. And then you look at the reflection, and then you use the power of your eyes, and then you shine.
I’ve never feared so much to something that by nature should be beautiful. It is because sometimes beauty is reminding me just where the line is drawn. By the times the flowers were born the permafrost should be there, the ice on the earth was never there. By the time they were opened no one were walking to spread the news. They flourished alone, in the wrong moment, in a world that will be consumed by the fatality of its beauty #flowers #february #blossom🌸 #climatechangeisreal
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