Meral Meri ~ A Short Night Story

 Squirrel conveyed all his silence into the night.

"What are you feeling, dear squirrel?" said Butterfly softly.

Squirrel answered this question:

"The poison ivy of the past stole my future from me."

Butterfly said: Which is the past, which is the future, and which is poison?

We do not know that we just know that we are live actors in the shadow of this life.

Squirrel conveyed all his silence into the night.

The butterfly flew away in the lights of the night.

Meral Meri ~ A Short Night Story

January 2, 2021. Istanbul

Meral Meri /The Air The Land And Sea

 Today I lost something ...

This was something I expected; it was the very smell of a deep and colorful ocean.

This was something the man had to show himself his kite before the sky.

He was an adult of color.

Yes I lost it today.

Who knows; maybe I had never seen, heard or spoke to him.

God only knows that.

― Meral Meri