the clouds, the leaves, the grasses
all ride
the wind of season’s change
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
the clouds, the leaves, the grasses
all ride
the wind of season’s change
Superb
Just yesterday I remarked about how beautiful the changing color of the grass is. Nice shot.
Haunting!
I love that photo. Captures beautifully the colors of this changing season 👍🏽
This is so subtle and profound; great blending of image and word.