Hope till migration
That brilliant sunrise was followed by a long sunset which told of a dark starless night. I wish we could accept that nature took the child's life. I wish the appearance would always lead us to truth. People are looking for life, I don't know how to describe it but the further we go life's definition is changing in a land that we lived for so many years, with its good and bad memories.
My point of view in this collection is a human glance on flamingos. A human's glance on an animal. The lake gave life to it, took its life and made it migrate. The life that has no sign of life anymore and if it has, it is pale.