Analyzing Glaze

Perhaps

you are the byproduct of what I invest studying

handsome brown skin

locked eye brows

a vessel that epitomes thoughts and being

of yours




I've never asked much of you

I can never, maybe




That light

of what sums up as your presence

a picturesque of motive and direction

I was drawn upon




I recalled

vulnerability


but I shall be by your side, I shall be absorbed into the dark





until the time comes

Still Frame

Seydisfjordur, 30 July 2014
Icelandic horses and a foss found on every other hill



East Iceland was a miracle that came to sweep.
Without talking about the skateboard scene of a movie - with a new friend, no determination could be fired, no - I wouldn't even be persuaded of research and hard work of the others.



My love for the base of an idea, is the prelude that sings freedom.



This framed the still of time, when I had my mind set straight - that I was ready to walk an extra mile, over the curved and windy, endless roads.
30 minutes ago, a team of horses.
30 minutes after, a team of horses.


There was a bicycle, paddling a slow and steady pace.
It passed through me, we didn't say a thing. The sound came and go.
We concentrated on breathing.



It was getting darker.




Then I got picked up by a Spain couple.
We took a picture together,

That was it, a measurable 25-minute.