arrival
(by nicola gold)
the excitement
the curiosity
the beating heart
the joy
with sharpened senses i
bathe in unfamiliar sounds
float in the fragrant ambience
let strangers
look into the eyes of strangers
i smile
abandoning myself to the unknown
i throw myself into this strange rhythm
(by nicola gold)
the excitement
the curiosity
the beating heart
the joy
with sharpened senses i
bathe in unfamiliar sounds
float in the fragrant ambience
look into the eyes of strangers
i smile
abandoning myself to the unknown
i throw myself into this strange rhythm
i let myself melt into this place until
everything falls into place and
i become someone new
happily
i set out to explore her and
embrace her transience
i set out to explore her and
embrace her transience
The pictures in this post blend stazione di Venezia Santa Lucia with images of the Biennale, a speedboat or plain blackness. A big "thank you" goes out to Nicola Gold for her wonderful poetic contribution to this blog post.
