Approaching Winter Solstice, even the hours of light are without clear vision.
Fog condensed on every needle neither waits nor hurries.
Each droplet simply IS ... NOW.
Though the time of light will come, its emergence will be sacredly slow.
Patience
Peace
Celebration of what is.
So be it!
"Each droplet simply IS ... NOW." This is my favorite part, describing seizing the moment right as it is. It's beautiful art, thank you for both the amazing photography and the words that accompany it!
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