Fine Art Print: Omnia Mea Mecum Porto

Once, on the shoreless beach, the hazy afternoon on my open hands and yours, reaching for the limits of innocent stillness and edges of my silent journeys. A friend of mine told me: Look, they just keep on coming and coming… Yes, they are People of your dreams, I answered to him.

 At that very same moment, we both understood beyond the laws of past and present. Yes, they just keep on coming… and coming…