Isn't it beautiful...

This place before us
our glory in surplus

The reflections have no boundaries
none felt beneath all lost memories

The ground is always out of reach
but the thought is one to breach

Why do I look at this world in half its majesty?
Because none could possibly see through its tragedy

The world is saturated... and it's more than just colours in my eyes.
Now the world passes but no one ever hears good byes...


I like to see more than what should be seen in life. It's a shame not many see the same. I'm not sure that you'd understand what I mean here.

But anyhow, Flirt is my little peacekeeper and that's what this image is about. Try to like the poem to peacekeeping and tranquility. It's such a silent, still and beautiful place that he is in.