Fall festival or the wet autumn's conspiracy of silence

It was above human potency to put the eloquence of autumn colors in plain words. Therefore I put down my pen and the heart blended into the art canvas, gave birth  to the wet autumn's conspiracy of silence.
The picture as inspires, as makes the beholder's blood freeze. It uncovers as the sense of space that overfills the heart and sat me back in awe, as the tears for personal impotency to change though any hear. It's cold and wet, despite I am inside my room and the lamp drops down the yellow light. Is that not the madness? I enjoy the view and desire to exspose the picture and trust in her potency to comfort my destiny brothers - to remind that tick-tack of the clock ends nothing, just tests our faithfulness to God, our comprehension of ourselves.

Autumn revives the remains of generosity, yet it is sorrowful to watch how they vanish from sight in the modern architecture. Just magical transformational art. That's mine Fall Festival on Top Sites Tuesday.





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