It's raining circles,
circles of light,
circles of shadow,
circles of memory.
Night hangs its lanterns
on the wind,
and day, tired,
erases its name from the sky.
Everything sinks, everything slides,
walls melt,
roofs go astray,
and the footsteps of men
leave invisible traces
in this great inky fog.
So, in the silence,
only this remains:
circles that float
like soul bubbles
lost in time.
Specifications
ConditionExcellentColorsWhite, Silver, Grey, BlackMaterialCanvasNumber of items1First ownerYesOrientationSquareArt sizeMediumHeight70 cmWidth70 cm