Ineluctable Catching...

In spite of its attempts to retard the calamity, the Mediterranean clouds (known by their so ephemeral existence), wasn't able to retain for so long such a firm sparkling arms to reach for that escaping soul during its flying away toward the east, the farthest direction from the dusk point...

Once the soul is seized, such sun-arms didn't hesitate even a second to brought it down to earth of reality, to freeze its sight toward the western horizon, and then oblige it to attend again to the same theatrical piece of "sunrays suicidal" ...

Kind of resurrecting the deepest fears of the soul, by remembering it how do the farewell, the disappearing, the fading away, the surrender taste...

Stehate-Morocco