Perfections…

I have no idea how people can not see them, notice…

Those perfections of nature.

Finding it only dirty or usual or just trees and rocks, or… yeah, somehow it is different with beaches, right?

When you ask someone about vacations most of answers will be: me on the beach…

Like it was no nature anymore…

For me this is most amazing art and perfection…

Piece of wood.

Past time of a mighty tree.

Memories, stories, rainy days, sunny days, foggy days…

And then… suddenly a ray of light comes and plays with a path.

Nope, it was not in front of me, I just looked over my shoulder because I felt I had too… as usual. And there it was. A blessing of nature…

Beautiful.

To sit in such place…

To breath, to walk, get sweaty and inspired, free my mind, let it fly away and come back fuller and clearer… amazing.

Comments are closed.