In the afterlight (by Milamai)
In the afterlight (by Milamai)
Framed by coldness (by Milamai)
There’s nothing mortal in them; their decay
Is the green life of change; to pass away
And come again in blooms revivified.
Still I rise
by Milamai
From loneliness to solitude
by Milamai
How glorious a greeting the sun gives the mountains
Smouldering
Morning swim
We wake up when we die
Picnic anyone?