Finding the colors back
Sometimes it seems as if the molder of the clay people paints everything in gray and sends the flowers somewhere in the land above… It looks like he has forgotten to breathe the light into the souls… But actually it just looks like this the colors are there but everything is shrouded in mystery although it's actually crystal… There is no loneliness there is no gray if we are still expecting something and someone…
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Steps
The routine may slowly kill all imagination. The circle can become vicious in a moment when the intuition is lost, the motivation is not instigated... We all need a feedback, and even more if we are doing it right... They are so small, the first steps of the change, recovering the hope, we start to believe again… The change is possible, and yes, our little efforts are important… We only need to focus deep there to find to the God's voice in our hearts…
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Dessy Tsvetkova…
…is Bulgarian and writes poems in Bulgarian and English. She lived in Luxembourg and currently lives and works in Belgium. Dessy has publications in many Bulgarian magazines and newspapers, also in Romania, Belgium, USA, India, Peru, Philippines. She has 4 books in Bulgarian, 1 in English, and she has also compiled a book as translator from Bulgarian into English, an anthology of Bulgarian top authors. She writes about nature, love and God, and her accent is the positive message at the final. Member of Flemish Party for Poetry. Editor in Homagi International Web literature magazine.
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