Signs of friendship

A few weeks ago, a young man died in an accident by the lake. I walk by this spot every day, where his friends were laying down flowers and personal things on a little float. I didn’t know him nor do I know his friends, but every day I was touched by these litte signs of friendship, moving with the little lake’s little waves while the little buddha statue seems go guard the strange tranquility of the place.

Not much more left to be said.

Little Buddha

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