Traffic, congestion. Time, limited. Pace, accelerated. Feel, frustration. . Overnight, transformation. Time, ampled. Pace, slowered. Feel, relaxation. . Take it slow, life is a journey. Experience it in depth while you can. Photo by John Forson
It was just three weeks ago I could recall. Trees stood naked by condensated windows. Buds were not existence weeks before. Only brown ranches covered in moss. . . Same spot I passed in this very morning. For a minute seems I was in a new setting. Ranches rose with Magnolias to very sun. Scents … Continue reading Scent of Magnolias.
Pastel cotton candy, scattered beneath our blue roof. Bright light pierced through, with rays mistook for thunder. . . Gloomy, sunny, they both enjoy some honey. En passant, we shine at our best color with no boundary. Compose ourselves with the rest of livings, do you agree stunners like us who've championed the beauty? Photo … Continue reading Unspoken words.