I will be someday,
gone,
that is.
When I am,
I hope the pine needles still grow thick
covered thick
with snow.
I hope the air still whistles
with sledding calls
In biology,
we learn that there are so many tiny things
in the interior of our cells
nucleus/cytoplasm/mitochondria/ribosomes/golgi apparatus
floating.
My interior,
it holds my feelings
Comments
So peaceful. A quiet winter sky wearing her very best hues, mirrored so perfectly by the color of the shadowed snow on the ground.
I love the way that the brown 0f the trees sweep across the page and is a warm color like the sky. I also love that the snow on the ground matches the snow on the mountain. Overall, I love how the colors are consistent throughout the picture.
Thank you! It really struck me when I saw it how calming and coordinated the colors were.
Layer upon gorgeous layer-- field, forest, mountain, and sky.
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