Falling Stars

I arrive at this place before the dusk. The golden light of the Sun liting the rock formation begins to turn reddish, and a few minutes later the night comes. Now I can hear the sound of nocturnal animals. Far away, a bird that intrigues me sings, and its song reminds me of a wolf's howl. A light summer breeze blowing into my face, the moon shining in the sky lit everything with a bluish tone. I can walk on the top of the rock formation like on daytime, lit only by the moonlight. Beyond the image, these feelings always come to me. The night sounds, small animals chirping, a car somewhere far away, dogs howling, owls singing from time to time, and some mysterious noises. The smell of the n...View all