You can read books, paint
Discover things, invent shapes
And you will still fail
And fall on your knees
When it comes to depicting
Just a line, of her graceful skin!


Phoenix, a sad creature indeed!

Have you seen the beast the last of his kind penetrating the sky just as love penetrates the heart, vaporizing the air flapping his golden wings, creating a golden steam as his feathers fall… sailing with the wind! A beautiful and warming sight that is, it brings life even to a dead sky, it calms…