Colors & Energy!

Imagine! The same plant’s type is living in the same garden, but each one is painted differently!
Why?! The dark one is in continuous contact with the light, while the green one lays in the shadow!
Isn’t amazing?!
One is afraid of losing a beam of light, and the other one is afraid from being burned by it!
One hugs it so hard, and the other one refuses it!
One works so hard to live and the other works a little bit!
Isn’t applicable in the human life?!
The ones living in the light of money darken more and more their hearts!

The ones living in the darkness of life never reach the fame!
But who gives more?
Isn’t the poor one by giving “oxygen” to everyone, including the rich?!
Or this is God making the equilibrium in everyway?

The Destiny Of Colors…

Your green is lost by what you thought a sun’s love…
She burned your cells with each one of her rays…
Is that red to show the clashes of her swards?
Is that yellow to tell us that you are unhappy and surprised from this destiny?
Do you think that your inner or outer colors will help you?
From what do you hide yourself?
Red, yellow or even brown… soon you will go away…
Being high on a chair does not mean that you will stay eternally here…
When the storm will come, you will forget who was inferior or superior… you will never know who was your cousin or neighbor…
When the wind will blow, you will lose even your name…

Swimming With The Autumn Leaves

Swimming With The Autumn Leaves

Everything is flowing in peace...
The storms are still a little bit away...
I will leave soon to the south, taking with me all my beautiful memories...
I'm going away from the cold hearts... to live with the warmest one...
I will blink my eyes, and i will see the spring upcoming in other countries... but for once and eternally in my house... our house...

The Autumn Wall...

St Joseph Hospital, Paris

There are no more leaves to hide your reality… you were a wall and still you are…
I believed in that… and I proved it while watching you every day…
No one can change your nature, even if your colors change with the seasons’ sun…
I can say that you were beautiful… in green and even while getting off your clothes… but now you aren’t anymore…
When you were paint, we could see through you in our dreams… now you are just a dead barrier…
Get off your stones… at your place I will plant a tree that will grow, and will be always beautiful…
You know, I will call her the life’s border, because when I want to feel away from the other one, or when the other wants too, “she will serve both of us to fall in love again”…