There is beauty in the small things,
where you're not looking,
and it is just a glimpse,
though precious,
like a reflection, something burning,
or maybe it is a flicker,
it's hard to say, because
you
can't look straight at it,
or it disappears,
in the blink of an eye

Comments

Anonymous said…
this is nice. i will never go to lauttasaari again, my relationship ended today.
russian i know, finnish i will never know.
sally
larjanko said…
How sad! I hope you are left with something intact. I am so sorry.

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