in every grey day
light is always at work
moving towards a breakthough
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
in every grey day
light is always at work
moving towards a breakthough
The sky seems to be folded, like pearl satin.
I hope it… I know it…I usually forget it
Brilliant
So important to remember in these challenging times.
Thank you.
Oh! Yes!
Beautiful photo! Little patches of light amidst a gloomy sky. Just gorgeous! 🙂
So true!
An encouraging thought with the perfect image to accompany it. Thank you!