Bud

I caught the sight of this tree

yellow butterfly of all beings

I bow down to the art and immortality of number 33

Tree of Life – all plane trees on all boulevards of the Universe are immortal – of course 

the little wall that I am walking on practicing balance

two coffees at the half way point

with the courtesy and permission of mister Refik Nuredini

33 snowballs for 33 blessings

Lifted up Hand

beauty is courage

here or here I am or here and here I am

I hug You Slobodan Vulicevic

the art of the bus and me

I have always loved wooden fences

it’s getting dark – I wink at the one whose naked skin has snow and my gaze

face to face

besides the text the face is for me is the most beautiful image

just smell them – beans for good walkers-readers

the universe of the desk – desk in the centre of the Universe

greeting to

http://www.doctorhugo.org/e-poetry/walkingpoem.html

randomly opened book – text is for me the most beautiful picture

beans that I will cook for Good Walkers