Chat
Yesterday ,
when the sky was full of colors,
on a branch of an apple tree,
some flowers had a chat,
about the shining sun,
about the blue and violet clouds,
like the eyes of a girl,
who is as happy
as a spring day.
Her name is
Flower.
When the sun rises I think of a new day as a new world I want to meet. So,in my eyes I see the colour of a rose full of dew drops. In my mind are all the wonderful places i saw or hope to see and in my heart there is the emotion of a new adventure. Come with me in my world of beauty!
- The creation of something new is not accomplished by the intellect but by the play instinct acting from inner necessity. The creative mind plays with the objects it loves.
- Carl Jung
Kandinsky
Monday, April 2, 2007
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Intr-adevar, o lume de frumusete!Corina
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