The night is quiet, the water is slow, and the moon spills light across the river like liquid silver. I wanted to capture the feeling of a calm, glowing world that exists only after dark.
Posted in response to the challenge Mother Nature.
The night is quiet, the water is slow, and the moon spills light across the river like liquid silver. I wanted to capture the feeling of a calm, glowing world that exists only after dark.
Posted in response to the challenge Mother Nature.
Benedict, the bound jester,
Laughing in a world of chains,
Painted smiles, velvet nightmares,
Dancing just to hide the pain.
Bells are ringing, crowds are cheering,
But he hears a different sound,
Rain, a thing often described as “sad” but think about it.
Is rain really sad? It feeds crops, cleans the earth? Does that sound sad?
Think of it as sad, but if you look, like really look.
Comments
This work feels so surreal, like a dream!
Thank you!!
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