aliise

The globe truly is flat and wide.
I find new places for my heart almost every time i travel through the lives of travellers here.
I find new places, and rip out summers, springs from my future,
for happiness of being in that lonely place on a photo, on that bridge, by that lake, under those clouds.
Recently, i have understood once more how rich is life when there are many different clouds inside of it.
Many bridges, many lakes.
Finding this place was like one of those graceful explosions,
i am now more firm that i need to edit more books to have more money for shoes, a new suitcase and a plane ticket.

I have been interested in lake districts for a longer while.
Water is an enigma, its form, its color, its movement.
I would love to see Bled, very much.
And Plitvice, very, very much.
Sixteen lakes, waterfalls, trails.
Water falling, flowing.
Sometimes, when it rains here, in north, behind my windows,
it feels as if there would be a silent river in the clouds,
with a gentle waterfall.
I have never been surrounded by water in such majestic forms
as in Plitvice, though.
I hope i can find some little hungry ducks to feed there.

Tulips are a definition of grace for me.
This is the home of tulips.
This is the home of grace.