Seasons rotate quickly. View from my window – always same but yet so different. Sunday coffee spiced with a spoon of melancholy. In vain I try to draw the curtains wanting to sleep away this dull silence. Wind tirelessly moves them and the sunrays that penetrate through are not warm enough to keep my windows open.

cold wind 
street dust waltzing
with the leaves

Linked to Carpe Diem Namasté, the Spiritual Way #4 keepers of the earth


10 thoughts on “20503

      1. I have listened 3 times today I think it is wonderful! So intelligent musically almost like Bolero. I’m so glad you let me come in contact with it 🙂 I will give it e special page soon.

        Liked by 1 person

Why don't you say something? ;)

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s