clarity. when time stood still

"we will never get out of here."
3 hours since arriving at Berlin, we were still in the Charlottenburg area, not far from Savignyplatz. Although the area was probably nothing more than a quiet, residential area with finely decorated restaurants on the street level here and there, there seemed to be endless stories behind every windows, curtains, doorways and corners.

as we walked along one such side street, suddenly felt the absence of irritable noise, no engines revving, only the occasional whispers of birds in a considerate octave. the clouds above, high in heaven, moved in slow motion, one can not resist to raise one's head to marvel at the slow moving, white fluffy cotton.

then eyes were fixed onto a scene, a solitary tree, rested on awhite background, the facade of the 5, maybe 6 stories building lost its details, exist there perhaps only to compliment the presence of the tree.

it suddenly occurred to me that the same scene, same setting, must have crossed the minds of countless individuals at this very spot, only at a very different time and perhaps under very different circumstances...

as if time stood still, all was quiet, all surroundings faded into a blur...