Lucerne

Sitting underneath Zytturm, an old castle/clock tower that features red painted pagan looking men holding up the tree of time. The hand of the clock depicts the sun on one end and a moon on the other. It's a beautiful fall day. Orange and yellow leaves on the ground. Trees: green to yellow to red. One that is a deep purple. Tree branches that intertwine with years of searching for sunlight. I find my photosynthesis along the concrete walkway of the tower. Generously giving a view of the mountain range across Lake Lucerne. Clouds move quickly above snow capped mountains. This is the place. beauty with aurora. Kisses and smiles and specificity. Rooftops with moss on them. Terrarium. A balloon ascends into the sky let go by a child, somewhere in the streets. Hands unclenched, the balloon rises to heights and attains views I wish I could see, continues to rise, now alone in the sky. Out of sight. Another star in switzerland. In this moment I am purely happy deep breaths deliver a calm, tranquil smile to my face. My love, I am here with you. So lucky to share beautiful moments with a shining star. Radiant.