Phases

This is not about death, as I never thought at nature dying.
This is not about fade, as something never fades. It just changes color and light.
This is not about void, as void it's just a concept.
This is not even about nothing.

It's just about something changing.

Water reflections

Without the usual diffraction, inside some constant thoughts, so blurred as she's one with everything, she gently stepped into the sea, lost in a world of freedom.