Spechless.

At times I’m speechless; at others I’m not happy. I’m speechless when I’m faced with the delicate beauty of nature, and unhappy at blind human brutality.
He was very beautiful, gentle and delicate. We talked in silence for about half an hour. He was very kind and allowed me to take lots of photos of him. We shook hands and he left for his paradise. In awe, I wondered how much this fragile creature resembled the soul of a saint departing in peace.