You ride your bike along the forest road, breath the fresh summer air and feel small drops of a July rain on your face.
Then you start to dissolve in the green color of the leaves and imagine yourself flying above this wet road,
through the trunks of trees with a very high speed. Happy feelings overfill your heart and you want this road to be endless.
You suddenly loose your connection with the past and future and ride an old bike through your whole life.
This road leads through your heart and this is the only way that penetrates you.
From the album "Sergey Emets. The paintings."