A life of color: heartfelt moments

Something naively childish, surprisingly simple and kind, sincere and easy... something that we see at a distance, where we can't reach... we go and look for routes, count stops, turns and speed, wishing to stop like a stumbling block, then run like a cheetah, fly like a peregrine falcon... Something that is sure to be yours... as you think... something more and you don't need it.

I made a wish for you to smile
This day is like a train station between a thousand stations
Between the eyes of the people, the turns of the stars, the stories recolored in the course of the trip
Along which neither I nor you
Don't stay
I'm teaching myself to appreciate silence more.
With each breath, pulling the bowstring tighter and tighter.
And I remember that I'll meet you in real life.
That's something worth confessing
It's summer on the last train
His lines are shot down,
as if on the first run
of a young play
And the more appropriate tone
The more honest the smiles and the background
From the lovers of his radiation
Bow, smile
And move on.
Good luck to him.

© Anton Lavrentiev

That's it, isn't it?! Only "but", there's always that "but" that spoils the fairy tale. There's always a "gut" that brings you back to reality, everyday life and worries. Now you no longer need this "something" with unconditional, as you thought, and value-free characteristic (if not to say "love"). It happens and it's normal - we're human. We enjoy being deceived, believing and hoping... as well as wishing for more, getting used to what has happened before and more than once.

A taste of life in the excitement of new, bright... color! There are far more of these hues in life than in the digital world of bit graphics... and this "colorfulness" is our drug. And there is no end to this "colorfulness" that life has. And there is no better monochrome friend for life than your own!