I had to pass to another world. I was not sure it existed. It was the screen of a black-and-white TV. I watched a crowd that was coming through crackling snowflakes. Suddenly a woman I knew waved at me and disappeared among the people. I was afraid. But I strained every nerve and jumped into the screen.
The sunset is moving in the enormous leaves of the trees. It looks like a thought in half-sleep. The trees are breathing. Another world illuminates the landscape: for a little. And darkness falls.
© Vladimir Levchev