Another writing from the present history...

It's what eyes can't see
It's what freedom trying to set free

As it turns out, invisible means it exists
As it turns out, existence can still be invisible

The feeling feels how it felt

Sucking the air you're about to breathe
Brutality of softness

A message to the sun not to forget
To break in even to the tiniest hole of cold and unlightned

It's what freedom planned with me
It's what freedom needs from me

Setting free the naked eyes
The visibility on the invisible

The feeling felt how it feels

Envisioned abstract beauty
Unspeakable truth of an existence

It's what freedom trying to set free
The reason of our identity

The white cloud comes, proved the weatherman wrong
The brightest darkness
The revelation of abstract beauty

-ali-

with smile,
ali