Every foot print,
whispers untold stories.
-Rupali
Every foot print,
whispers untold stories.
-Rupali
An apple tree stands alone for years.
Produces blossoms and apples.
No one cares but birds and bees.
Water reflects present;
neither past nor future;
there resides beauty
A unique bench
people sit here everyday
see reflection or dream.
At times there is nothing to hold on to 😦
Rocks live in a society of seen unseen neighbours.
Patterns on every rock is colourful and complex just like human nature.
A wave interrupt the reflection. Still the house is quiet.
Green bewitched me again and again, still I look for more!
This is also my last entry for this week’s Photo Challenge
I am happy and I am sad. I see a beautiful boathouse and I think of millions without a place called home.
Does destiny exist?
This world is but a canvas to our imagination ~Henry David Thoreau
My imagination
has no limit.
I see ART everywhere.
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