09/05/12

Metamorphosis

Just unlike the butterflies.
Yes, in the beginning their skyline doesn’t go beyond the leaf from which they feed.
But soon they have wings, metamorphosing that initial experience in destinations without limits.

06/05/12

Night Lights



But in the end of the day, I’m still the little girl that, in silence, contemplates the dark sky, watching the stars tearing it up with their light flashes.