Just letting the light seep through as the people pass by. No soil to put your roots, no branch to carry you through the storms. You'll fly, Though How you'll fly
I love when moments are frozen like this. They are frozen and in the same time convey the life within, always alive, always present, always welcoming the observer home!
Beautiful shot. I tried the link but it doesn't work. Would like to follow it.
ReplyDelete-It's beautiful isn't it. Yun photo is a great site. I'll reptype it see if that works
ReplyDeleteI love when moments are frozen like this. They are frozen and in the same time convey the life within, always alive, always present, always welcoming the observer home!
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