Black Stork - Ciconia Nigra

Time to say goodbye Forgive me for leaving without saying goodbye. So suddenly, so out of the blue, but I have always been on the run. Yesterday there, today here, tomorrow who knows where. I loved life, I loved storks, I loved the sky, the earth and the water. In my life I have known all its flavor...

... the storks flew away, leaving only traces of their bird flights in the sky and nothing more, there was something something's gone something left ... gave their smile to all those whom they encountered in reality, in their dreams or in the nest maybe someone condemned to loneliness will be warmed...