The unseen world we walk
a scenery seen with the squinted eye
the beauty of unobserved nature.

Photography, philosophy, poetry and opinions out of my mind.
The unseen world we walk
a scenery seen with the squinted eye
the beauty of unobserved nature.
A winters wear and time
table with a flower in the sun
colorful demise in hibernated time.
A morning walk in mist
the forest with a path to it
a road to hidden places.
Winter silence is slowly waning
the frozen earth sheds of its darkness
and rivers can flow again.
My thoughts are fading now
slowly disappearing from my time and silence
the world around me gone.
Light moves and reflects blinding
for us it slices through the darkness
trailing a shadow our soil.