Small stars in the green quiet
I've been looking for that occasion quite a long time...
I noticed these beauties the last time we had a short walk. But camera was at home.
Finally, I have a time and everything else to greet with this little Universe it discover its beauty.
I stand near small white flowers that look like stars. They rest between many green leaves, simple but bright. In this quiet place, I feel my breath slow down. The flowers do not shout; they just exist and give soft light to the day.
I think about how strength can be gentle, how beauty can be modest, and still strong enough to change my mood. The leaves are like a river of green, carrying the little stars forward.
I remember that meaning is not always loud; sometimes it is small and close, like this close-up view. When I leave, I keep this calm inside, and I try to walk through life with the same quiet courage.
All rights reserved. © by Alex B
Small stars in the green quiet
I've been looking for that occasion quite a long time...
I noticed these beauties the last time we had a short walk. But camera was at home.
Finally, I have a time and everything else to greet with this little Universe it discover its beauty.
I stand near small white flowers that look like stars. They rest between many green leaves, simple but bright. In this quiet place, I feel my breath slow down. The flowers do not shout; they just exist and give soft light to the day.
I think about how strength can be gentle, how beauty can be modest, and still strong enough to change my mood. The leaves are like a river of green, carrying the little stars forward.
I remember that meaning is not always loud; sometimes it is small and close, like this close-up view. When I leave, I keep this calm inside, and I try to walk through life with the same quiet courage.
All rights reserved. © by Alex B