Summer fades away, originally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. Summer fades away A time for meditation As autumn arrives © Thorsten Becker
Look indirectly, originally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. The eyes can be deceiving, Seeing what they want to see. Things seen, so obvious The hidden truth lies beyond. Beauty in the lines and shadows Which cannot be perceived at once. Things we’re used, so mundane Seen so often, every day. Appreciation may be lacking And details …
City lights, originally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. Night falls, the city awakens from its slumber of confused lethargy and aimless rush. The noise settles, calms down, if ever so slightly. The watchers and onlookers take their seats, glasses clink, laughter, conversations. Then the lights come on. Those city lights. And the actors take to the …
Of autumn colors, originally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. Summer’s cheeriness is fading. The time of deliberate contemplation, Of deep thoughts and meditation arrives. The bright colors of lazy afternoons Of sweet deliberate easiness Make way for spurts and dabs Of cozy comfort on dreary days. It is the season of rust brown, Of burnt ocher …
The Orchid, originally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. Of all the flowers fairest One there is the darest With colors boldly shining Moves my hearts inclining To wonder and admire Thy beauty, to all aspire May you forever reign supreme Orchid, flower of high esteem. © Thorsten Becker For a brief period about 20 years ago …
Blue Pearl, originally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. In a vast velvet ocean of scattered light One precious blue pearl shines bright. Surrounded by a protective shell Its great beauty everyone can tell. Far and wide there is no other Like this one, my sister, my brother. To take good care of it we have been …
Song of the setting sun, originally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. As the day slowly and silently fades Making way for nights wondrous parades A melody carried by the evening breeze Sets all nature gently appease. Without a voice a song comes forth Greeting the moon in the far up north. And through branches blackened and …
