Bakklandet

A carpet of stone cubes.
Not exactly fitting with each other.
Low wooden houses, the dark river, the red old bridge,
the view of the green cathedral in the other bank.
Red, yellow, green, white.
Lighted windows. Blue flowers in pots.
People jogging, biking, going up and down.
An old couple walking hand in hand and a young one.
A boy with skis returning home.
Dancing snowflakes or raindrops.
A girl in an armchair next to the window is reading a book.
A sofa full of friends. Funny stories and jokes.
Dreams, plans, fears, thoughts over a cup of coffee.
Hot chocolate or carrot cake or both.
A concert. More than one.
A break for a cigarette with old friends.
Beloved memories from a different reality.
A birthday dinner. A heart full of feelings.
Love and gratitude and more dreams.
Beer and a judebox playing an italian song.
Metallic stairs leading to fresh air.
A walk with mum in summer time.
Resting on a bench, voices from the street
gazing the birds taking off and landing.
A breeze and the sky.
Laying on the tiny beach, the tide revealed.
A burning sun in the late evening.
Colorful moments in a beautiful template.
A girl in a miracle.
The miracle of life.
The real one.