Thinking how much I missed autumn, i was walking near home when I found a bare wall, a window..
I closed my eyes, tightly, and I saw them..
fragile dry leaves, ready to be taken by a breeze…
When I opened my eyes again, only the bright sun
was shining at that wall..
But my soul was fulfilled with autumnal shadows
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2 comments:
c'est cela la pensée, l'ombre de l'automne peut remplacer l'automne, ce sont nos illusions nos désirs et nos fantasmes qui font notre hiver ou notre printemps, la vie n'est qu'une illusion mais ta photo est merveilleuse
wonderful, all the soul of the season, congrats on a fine capture.
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