a scene from a snowier winter, what we’re still waiting for…
`
some days I see
nothing new
the same
blue bird in bluebird blue sky
and yes it paints a lovely picture
but what I need to see
to share
and what you look for
long for
is somehow
something more
the breath of the sparrow
last year’s grass standing stiff as straw
breaking the endless white hillside
into soft waves as the wind catches
stirs and deposits
obstructed by no more than
a blade of dried grass
the tell tale tracks of the
coyote catching
the snowshoe hare, white fur
scattered on snow like
heavy grains of frost
pin holes and chipped bark
on the broad rough side of
the blue spruce
that has scattered its needles on
the fresh snow below
pick-up sticks played as a child
the orange wash of the lightening
sky spilled across the flat white
of the horse pasture
now cleared of tracks
calm as the sea on a day
when the wind holds
its breathe
it can’t just be about me
and the pretty world
I live in
and all I can do is
hope
that what means something to me
might mean something
to you
`
Gin Getz 
nature is beautiful subject of photography ,,,,
and this is beautiful photograph
Thank you, dear Jagdish.
u welcome
it is about you
because your eyes
belong to you
and where you stand
the view is unique
to you
but it’s also about me
because you are more
than your eyes
you are heart
and soul
and mind
that all long to connect
with others of the same
creator
creations
an infinite gallery
of beauty
seen through
eternal beings
It is you who here shares beautiful words. For those I thank you, but would also like to share them in a post if I may. They belong shared, not just here in a a comment that few will see. May I?
What a wonderful compliment. Thank you, and yes, of course you may post them.
Thank you for sharing your world, and its myriad meanings, with us.
Gorgeous final photo.