AVVI & Ko

Human, events, tissue of being.
Light, warmth, our friends.
The world is full of helpful vibrations.
And it wouldn't be better without Your efforts.
Sense of each dropped leave,
Ordinary features of incoming day,
Mixed emotions are strings on which we tread.
Smile, pastel shades, surely the world wasn't born wrongly...
Chaos and order are complementary truths.
Event horizon, superlatives, snail on curved axes of reference.
Individual and his world (nature), open window, searching vowels
"yes" or "not", cumulative tolerance
Faces in the beech forest, wheel stand up to circle
Magic of the first words fell to the ground on panspermia period
Memories which are eager to break forth to incarnate
We, he, she, they, in the funnel of "many a days" grinding millstones
Handshakes