Watching, noticing with touches, eyes, body: as the grass spreads, as the rye grows green, as the elder blossoms and the sun blooms.
The world in which I live despite all its evil
is so beautiful. The blue tram and the rusty lock at the gates of the dilapidated church and much more, even that flying thin plastic bag lifted with whirlwind.
Just watch the blue twilight and snow.
Just watch kids absorbed in the game are so reminiscent of you their age.
Just look into a deep_well_eyes of your overwhelmed with love woman.
Just watch everything,
just notice everything,
as if this is your last day on Earth.
© Valentin Luchenko, 2021
The Art of Watching
© Copyright: Валео Лученко, 2021
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