We are forgetting
To progress a forest heart over a wooden brıgde
The mountaıns shades ın a blue lake
in the distance to the Greece, the pine trees greenery in a monastery
To the harmony of a moss in the forest stones
To inviting stance of blackberries,
The lines of the veins in a leaf,
The pink flowers in the slopes
The sound of the birds in a stagnant pond,
Emitted from the strings of a violins silence,
The sound of the birds in a deep valley,
The drops in the tab on the stones,
The harmony of the water lily,
And a rainbow over the mountains ....
In this universe, the every second is
and we havent chance to the return.................
A rainy mornıng in Istanbul
I am sending my love and respect
With friendship ..