Thursday, September 9, 2010

I'm not a prisoner

il fiorellino che si rispecchia in una gocce d'acqua.
"Even from my prison,
I can see the sunshine
arriving to me, I will try
to accept the changes that
are sent to me by mother nature"...

ps: Seen at full size, there is
the reflection of the flower in
the raindrop.

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