What else is there?

Do you ever wonder what lies beneath the surface of things?

I dream of summer

because less is more

(...)because in the weavings of those invisible fabrics,
galloping water, incessant sand,
we make the only permanent tenderness

P. Neruda

Pond

Only hanging upside down I could see it...

                                                                                           ...The pool of tears.

Nie ma absolutnie żadnego powodu, dla którego królik nie mógłby być Bogiem. 

A kot?