Saturday, December 17, 2016

Autumn leaves...

Autumn leaves...

It's on the top of the trees
that I touch high the sky ...
It's on these leaves where birds are born, laugh,cry, live and die
that I dance and hide

It's on the top of the trees
That I stay strong
begging the wind to not let me go
It is there in that place, where my soul smiles
where I return
where I reborn

It is there that I am...

It is there and only there
that I feel happy again and again
one day at a time
every days of my life

P. RestlessMind x
Djurgården Sverige (out2016)

Tuesday, September 20, 2016

To Mario an old friend...

Today I went to the funeral of a close friend.
I knew Mario since my early teens and he was in many ways a big brother to me.
Throughout life we went different ways, different paths...
During this last 35 years here and then we accidentally saw each other and it was like time had no past and we have been walking side by side all the way.
In the lean and lonely corners of those moments we shared our sorrows and our joys.

Today I went to the funeral of a close friend
His family did not forget me
they wanted me there
I felt I had the right to be there.
This is memory
These are memories
These are good memories
This is a piece of him in me.

2016.09.20  R.I.P. my friend

P.RestLessMind x (2016)

Sunday, August 14, 2016

Saturday, May 21, 2016

Gerald Freeman's Bookish Art Blog.: Whispers In The Wind.

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Saturday, April 23, 2016

Gerald Freeman's Bookish Art Blog.: Moving On

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Sunday, April 17, 2016

Gerald Freeman's Bookish Art Blog.: What breeds inspiration?

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Saturday, March 19, 2016

Gerald Freeman's Bookish Art Blog.: Into The Abyss Again.

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Sunday, February 14, 2016

Gerald Freeman's Bookish Art Blog.: I Am Your Bird.

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Saturday, January 9, 2016

Gerald Freeman's Bookish Art Blog.: Alone

Gerald Freeman's Bookish Art Blog.: Alone: In the silent stillness I am alone, yet filled with all the memories I have made. And they keep me warm. In fact, there are so many, I think...

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