The night silently settles down
A veil of melancholy falls quietly
on the heart and thoughts.
But melancholy does not mean sadness.
The house of the heart and soul hides
but does not steal,
and sometimes it might give us what we want
without yearning too much...
Yet I smile, cheer to the life
that slips and passes relentlessly,
between the noise and the screams,
or in the silence of a misterious feeling
What is behind the dark?
Who or what hides the secret
of a perfect existence?
Questions without answers,
but at least
I can leave thoughts slip away…
Ivö, Sweden, Autumn 2013 [Panasonic Lumix TZ28]