Hands never seemed
so majestic, vibrations of patterns
He waved. I waved.
I said goodbye.
Never turned back
for one last look in your eyes.
Maybe a smile,
will let us live for a while.
Do not look
for my silence cries.
Just look for bones and ashes,
Once we parish and die.
This picture was taken in the art museum “Ago” located in Toronto. It was taken with a Canon 1100D.
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