Bud

where are you going – in who’s heart – in who’s embrace

you are my fool – you see his face

while taking photos of good and beautiful grass to everybody

I still don’t know how will the drama around Bu resolve

my little cherry tree – soon I will pick every day a cherry or two from this tree

relief – by the fence

rain in tree colours

Miroslav Mandic

I LIVE IN

I live in every word that I say and that I don’t say

drama written for Kaca Celan

blossumed ressurection

1415549^th step – last step of the thousandth kilometre

dedicated to this site that I cannot finish and whose links are not working sometimes

which makes me vulnerable but with hope that this site is dear to God and all beings

modesty modesty save us – I kiss You

petals and buds are prayers of the light

I saw the torn purple and blue net and passed by it and then

I felt that I’m thinking of its beauty and came back to make a photo of it

magnolia

this really green grass is almost blue

there You go – the chestnut

beauty of old age

angels of redeeming – celebrators of the life itself

on the bosom of beauty

spine – my eyes are brimming with tears

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