Not even the light
Bearing warmly upon my shoulders,
Or the air
Pillowing everything in softness,
Could persuade my lips
To utter any of the secrets scuffling
Behind the pensive rustling curtain
Of my mind.
well, i appreciate that image a lot, Omar :)* as everything else that Mostafa does..
this one could be in you short stories too, Mostafa.. v*
Omar Abdellatif
07-Mar-2006 16:21
Great composition and thanks for the splendid mood portrayed here!! Despite the fact that the expression on the mans face is totally ambiguous, the descending Light on his head and shoulders which also compassionately covers the uppermost parts of the iron bench gives the viewer a strong feeling of the serenity and peacefulness of the setting and the relaxing state of mind blissfully gratifying the patiently assembled man. Every little detail in this image is consistently appealing. Anyone not appreciating this must be so insensible and unprofessional. One can imagine the man whispering to the Light, as John Lennon once said ' come together....over me!' Brilliant and well done!!
