Avenue #writephoto

Avenue   Under the bright green canopy we do not feel the heat of the day, nor do we venture in the full light. You and I merely enjoy the peace, the remoteness from the living. Far away, we hear children playing, perhaps even the notes of a violin, invisible, beyond the orchard. We have … Continue reading Avenue #writephoto

Passage #writephoto

Thursday Photo Prompt – Passage #writephoto     From the depth we emerge to the light, hesitant, expecting, Your hand holds mine: we never thought it would be like this. We hear faint voices, are those of angels? We no longer feel the cold, a strange peace invades our souls: Are we now in Paradise?