A place

Do you have one?

A place, where you can hide and somehow power up your batteries?

Which is a bit mythical, mystical, has something…

… more.

I mean, you just feel it.

This is mine. Or more like one of those most powerful. Where, when I am really low… I can somehow breath again.

With trees not in fact belonging here… all borrowed from other pieces of the world…

With those bleeding branches and green, yellow, red…

And that portal… Oh yes, those three stones are just amazing.

Like 3 wise men too busy to notice you, so you can overhear everything they talk about and learn… or women. I do not care.

And all those shapes under my feet…

And aromas…

And…

I could stay here forever, somehow I am sure of it, but… it is a public place.

Sadly… I can not take those stones home with me.

But promise, one day I will have 3 like these in my garden!

I will!!! Because somehow I know, I need them to live.

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