The smell of wet spruce, originally uploaded by Thorsten Becker.
Air so fragrant fresh
The smell of wet spruce lingers
After sudden rain
© Thorsten Becker
The smell of wet spruce
Suspended motion of ethereal wings
Suspended motion of ethereal wings, originally uploaded by Thorsten Becker.
Time stops as I watch,
Observe suspended motion
Of ethereal wings
© Thorsten Becker
Ripples in the pond of dreams
Ripples in pond of dreams, originally uploaded by Thorsten Becker.
In the pond of dreams
My hopes float with the ripples
Of a paddling duck
© Thorsten Becker
Where there is love
Where there is love, originally uploaded by Thorsten Becker.
Where there is love
The heart blossoms joyfully
Like flowers in spring
© Thorsten Becker
That which seemed all encompassing
A new perspective, originally uploaded by Thorsten Becker.
Slow down
Look below
Get low
Bow down
Down to the ground
To the earth, the gravel, the sand
See how grand
The little things appear
A new perspective
Introspective
That which is inside
Appears in new light
That which seemed all encompassing
Is now passing
Passing by
Time
Is of no relevance
What is of prevalence
Is the elegance
The eloquence
Of unspoken words
Of feelings felt
Of how life is spelled
Here in the gravel, in the sand
Oh how grand
The little things appear
Right here
© Thorsten Becker
