little wonders

was sitting in the bus in late evening and passing one of my travel parts.
it had been warm and sunny spring day. full of bird songs.
sun was slowly moving in the sky. ball of fire colored clouds in gentle purple and pink colors and they were fluttering in the soft blue sky. plane was cutting bright pink line in the lilac cloth of concave.
small wind was swaying naked hands of trees.
by the nature of things sun was turning bigger and bigger, going to her sleep for whole night. big orage turned bright flaming red.
and the cope of heaven was glowing in most amazing colors.


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this eve i was overcoming last span. again after sunset. looking on the nature art work on the clear roof of heaven.
after a warm day of spring soil was respiring hot breath in the cool air. mighty river was drawing her breath in the space. heavy fog was wrapping houses, bridges, busses and people. it was everywhere. getting in the darkest streets and hiding too bright light of laterns, which colored it in different chords - orange yellow, lemon yellow, abit green, white and loneliness blue.
i got out the bus. it was raw evening and chilly was silting through the jacket.
mist was touching face and passing into mizzle. petite raindrops glittering in the eyelashes.