over the valley, no pointer,
heading towards spring no clue
of flower and leaf.
Eternal cold and heartlessness,
that has seized us;
bleak picture, that there
stands in the middle of the garden.
Macrophotography
over the valley, no pointer,
heading towards spring no clue
of flower and leaf.
Dear @v-siniarski , The fact that spring life is born in winter's heartlessness reveals the mystery of God's creation order.
The mysterious beauty of the vitality sleeping in the cold of winter purifies our mind.
You are a great poet!
Congratulations @v-siniarski!
You raised your level and are now a Minnow!
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Excelent photo good job my friend