Belgian snow

Belgium under the snow

Leaving

In a week I will be gone
Leave it’s like loose something 
It is like die a little
It is like close a door behind you.

I shouln't stare at that closed door
but admire the huge landscape in front of me…

Moon

Cathedral in the mist

I’m looking outside the window,

In Brussels it rains.

Little drops of water fall and damp the landscape

The night has just fallen

Distant lights illuminate the street outside

It is humid  and the big cathedral seems to float in the sea….

Desolation of love

Dream the dream of a distant paradise

Ruins in the shadow burst from the earth's soul

Keeping the secret of a unfulfilled love

Fresh leaves and flowers in the forest

Strangle the vital force of the young heart

In a savage kiss

just a reflection of love

Sparks of eternity

Endless grace

Tender desolation

Icebergs

The days pass slowly in the inertia,

in the astonishment, upset and apathy

The hours, the minutes flow away

in a feeling of uneasy motionless

Escape from the mediocrity of life

Run away to unknown destinations

To unexplored lands plunged into the ice

Beyond the sea, beyond the blank

 Icebergs and snow

The pale sky and the cold rain

  

Being conscious of being nothing

and all around only ice floats

in the desert of this freezing solitude.

Lena Dusk

Hi friends,

I'm Lena Dusk and  this is my blog.

Why I have created this blog?

It is easy, I've written it in order to escape from the "real" world. A reality in which sometimes I feel uncomfortable and lonely. The best way to fly away is to follow my inspiration and my creativity.

Why I call my blog "DuskZone"?

Because I live constantly in a dusk zone, in a sort of twilight between dark and light.

I cannot tell you more, I let you discover what I mean reading my blog!