a fairy tale

...

that's what he was thinking too!

I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me,

And what can be the use of him is more than I can see.

He is very, very like me from the heels up to the head;

And I see him walk before me, when I walk into my garden.

Based on the poem 'My shadow' by Louis Stevenson

Not in the hands of boys, but in their eyes

Shall shine the holy glimmers of happiness.

Based on a few lines from the poem 'Anthem for doomed youth' by Wilfred Owen

Sunset

n

through a hole in a fence

Moon
Pale white and sparkling with grace

She scans the surface of my table

Reflecting her cold light in raindrops

fallen down from disappeared clouds

above Earth

A picture come to life:

a flower fairy

and a rainbow of flowers,

she brings gladness

and a flood of colors.

I'm hanging by a thread

Between my past and my future

I try my best to hang on

It’s not that I want to leave

But sometimes I dream

to break free of this thread

and escape from my past and my future

Purple flowers put me in a trance

I wish I could escape to a Purple Paradise

above me, blue sky and white clouds,

make me create a world of fantasy

beside of me, dark forest and green leaves,
make me yearn for mystery
under me, green earth and familiar grounds,
make me appreciate security