Beauty of Mystery



Under the water, the color is simply gray.

You might imagine some angels making love with some demons.

Yet the angels merely sing: C’est La Vie…

Above the water, a whirlpool is drumming.

Soon the red leaf breaks the crystals.

And the green awakes from his nightmare…

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