I should post it here:
I climbed up the mountain royal in this humid summer afternoon and I was amazed by such a dramatic change from snow covered ice sheet to a green and fresh world, leaves and branches are trying to extend themselves to their utmost to absorb water, avidly exposed to the sun that is too stingy to penetrate ,so they are soft and weak and transient appearing themselves only in this moment. I led the zigzag road up and seemed to expect something to happen among the green and impossible, I live with this habit for many years started when I was in the countryside and sometimes I could run into serendipity, but today and this time I am quite unfortunate, even I show my jealousy to the little squirrels. I turned into meditation.Maybe nothing would happen because such a Nature that they can only present themselves as the beauty of green not blossoms that give offspring, though it is charming but destined to have no ends. It is a restless world , the one that promised to give shadow for storm for the whole season instantly changed as long as temperature and Atlantic rain nurture a new surge of growth, another turn of restlessness.
I feel a little tired and a stone chair appeared before me , I sat down .just for rest. |