it is a small place where you like to stay.

like the trees where the birds are roosting.

like it 's one of their branches.

a piece.
sereNity.

one movement.just one,
and you find all the colours.
you can see them shining.
you can touch their essence.

to my N.


Nickos Kazantzakis says..:
''You have the painter's brush.
You have the colours.
Paint the paradise and get inside''.
do it.
take the orange, take the purple,
take the blue. the pink. the green.
the red and the yellow.
the brown and the white.
you can do it.
do it NOW.

Σ.Μ.

COLUS CREAS