I've winged high
and plung elegant into white colour. With whitened wing tips I've alighted on paper and leave my marks.
Do you know
'Angel of peace'
On my flight I've come across with pruned wings...
... and wings of insects, transparent...
and with the white wings of a little girl...
and wings of a Roller from Albrecht Dürer...
or Greek mythology from a advertising agency...
and waiting for Julia with the wings of a tiny sparrow.
Sometimes I feel like Mercury... so, please, brandishes yourselves and take a flight to enchanting Jasmin and look at other wings.