Istanbul'μου (trip #3-High on a wire, November 2013)

I'll be waiting here, for your silence to break, for your soul to shake, for your love to wake! Rumi.

Up on the edge, on a balance, between crowds and empty skies, I think of your palms, radiating, bearing this candle of a sun, until the night, embracing the waves of the beating heart in the sky, reflecting on your waters, and your secret moods. I'm on a high wire, you're high on a swing. Take a look and see, tomorrow it'll all be gone, rays of light, shadows of memories, and another world, in between breathing, running away, closing in a castle, reflecting a whole life, transcending to another level. Love your science of slipping away, love the spirit of eyes gaze, love you bringing me choke in throat, reminds my living, breathing. And the other night, on another rooftop, city lights moving still, those of airplanes still in their moving, we seeked to reassure, our prophecies about ourselves, then i moved a stillt further, the moment i rejected hope and started living to the full. Still i wonder... Photos taken at/from: the rooftop of Pera hotel and an apartment in Galata, fishing and Eurasia marathon over Galata bridge, Galata and Cihangir neidhborhoods, Istiklal and side alley roads, Tophane, infamous Tarlabasi neighborhood,on a boat crossing the Bosporus, Kadikoy neighborhood.