Little girl blue

Now you're lost Lost in the heat of it all

Little sparrow, what do you want to say?

Silent moments, meditative poses.

Grand Budapest

Snail

Real loss occurs only when you love something more than yourself

But a patch of floor is itself hidden by the sky’s legs, standing on it, and this cannot be the opportunity for useless thoughts.

Island

Under stormy night, tell nobody

Of the dry winds my soul dreams

Come up, in despite of the Lion,      To shine on us with her bright eyes— Come up through the lair of the Lion,      With love in her luminous eyes."

And when once the planets extinguish, you will remain the empress of life

Detail

Voilà du papillon le destin enchanté!

I`ll come back when the day is born and our orchard whitens in its glow. Only never wake me at the dawn as you used to, as you did years ago.

There's a patch of snow on the ground... Look around