Fresh breeze runs through autumn trees.... between terraced walls and rolling hills- through vales and over plains between blades of grain and grass in gusts that pass and swirl circular motion ascending like whirlwinds- descending like meteors through space crashing at ground level- shattering asunder then rolling on to new parts.
Stillness envelopes as wind declines parting ways with land and landscape view the photograph of time, place.... the perception of the eye of the viewer.... the eye of God enclosing earth.
Sun beams out as light intense- shade retreating to built up blocks as ghostly ends preparing for eventide when birds' calls fade and the owl's hoot echoes still in quiet air.
Last Edit: Aug 31, 2023 16:18:52 GMT 9.5 by fjrogers
Distant peaks emerge....clear as day. The hermit's lantern turns to guide the way. Hermit's Way - F. J. Rogers