Hope

Three invisible substances nourish our soul by filling it with a strong wish to continue the chosen way: these are hope, faith and love. My poem is about hope.

Hope
At the dawn of life hope came into being
Like a flower it bloomed in the immature souls
Inspiring people to follow their goals
Fed by emotions day after day, hour by hour
Hope has become the source of inner power,
Burning like eternal flame in the cave of the subconscious mind
Hope has turned into the stronghold for all mankind ...
From time immemorial till the present day
Hope has been the sun lighting up the way
To all human intentions which have flown
Like birds to the future unknown
Hope has been the lighthouse directing all aspirations
Like ships through time and space to chosen destinations
Hope has been the bridge over the river of Fate for ages
Supporting people at all life stages
In this ever changing world hope is a treasure of the soul,
Reflecting indissoluble union of the mind and goal

Photography

In my opinion, one of the greatest achievements in the hi-tech history was the invention of the camera which enriched our life considerably. Photography became one of the ways of embodiment of our artistic ideas by adding colorfulness and freshness to our memories.

Our memory possesses an interesting feature of erasing vivid images of the past in the course of time, but thanks to the camera we can retrieve them from the digital all-remembering memory, whenever we like in all their beauty of the years gone by.

Among my photographic preferences are representatives of flora and fauna. But most of all I like photographing the sky. The universe has its own soul. And every time we look at the sky, we see the soul of the universe, the reflection of its emotions which vary every day like our own emotions. And the camera perfectly demonstrates it.