Today, I feel like black and white…
Rain drops
Tower
Branches
Lion’s Door
And then there are days
when everything seems black and white
no shades of grey
maybe just a dab of color
everything so clear
no shadows
no doubts
Through the Eye of Bastet 
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A black and white day…on Through the eye of Bastet
Beautiful. 😀
Thanks!
I like black and white, but i’m a little puzzled by black and white days. I mean, i love them, who doesn’t? The warmth of certainty, the hope that all is gonna end well after all. When one of those days comes, I drink it away as fast as I can, like an alcoholic in the desert. But then, too many times I woke up to the silky caressing gray of doubt, amazed at how my certainties were missguided and missfounded.
ps: sorry for the english, I might have done some terrible errors for whom I ask forgiveness 🙂
I know what you mean…most days are more shade of gray rather then black and white…unless of course you’re taking photographs 😉 It’d be nice if things could be clear cut…but they rarely are if ever, the older I become the truer this is. As for your English, not bad at all though some of the spelling would have been more in keeping in the 17 or 18th century (lol)…we’ll have an English lesson when next we meet! Thanks for your comment!