A red gravel road to nowhere
Lined by tiny trees and bushes
Hesitantly looking at reflections
casted on the lakes on either side.
The road has lost its way
Far beyond the horizon
Leaving the open gate
Far away behind it.
The sky is full of clouds
Fluffy, white and black
Looking at her with amused eyes
Watching if she will make it back.
But the road goes only forward
Never even looks back
It travels across the mountains
Finally it reaches its destination.
wild wind blows free
13 years ago
2 comments:
Nature is undoubtedly your biggest prompts, innit? Ah, breathtaking imagery here. I can "see" this.
thanks ajey,
most probably my love reflects in my works. :)
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