tea

Posted on by anna christ

come my friend and have tea with me on this empty winter landscape white snow covered

come my friend and have tea with me in this cave of sorrow full of diamond moments as eternity is resting

come my friend and have tea with me on this rocky mountain as the small white cyclamen  blooming through the cracks

come my dear friend as the sun is setting as the life is setting as the dreams open the door

if you are late is just the same

time has gone with expectation and nothing stains ever your eyes…DSC02779

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Published by anna christ

to say something about me is to allow you to tell me more/ words are actions and so heavily frame... iam a messenger, without meaning, empty, useless here and now...