Landscape April 9, 2015 10:55:38 AM – 10:56:47 AM

We thought about words we could not forget. I am on the other side of the sea. And we awoke. From the smallest details we find, every morning – in the shining light that is bright – our way into the most important scientific truths.

In every day, your hands gently ran through my hair.

Call me without reason. The cloud hid something from the birds.