Street lights

Sometimes I just walk around and take pictures...sometimes words are not necessary.

"The images are the words that we see when we fall asleep"

At the end of the road there is always some light...

The street last call before the night shadows...

The colors take around themselves in the streets.

And the night is there...with her sparky eyes.

The sun is getting ready to rise from the pavement.

The street empties itself of all the noises.

And there it is- the night`sun...