Atop the mast, a stork stands tall,
In its nest, a sentinel over all.
Once nearly vanished, yet oh so fair,
As one reborn, your presence fills the air.
2024-03-28, "In its Nest"
Here, in the symphony of birdsong, as day yields gently to the night,
Lies our existence's truth, in twilight's fleeting, soft light.
In this serene moment of reflection, where time pauses to sigh,
The tender promise of early spring whispers that life is nigh.
2024-03-23, "Early Spring Whispers"
City's heartbeats pulse beneath my feet,
Surprises bloom where culture and nature meet.
Something fascinating, at every turn,
Experience space, where dreams are born and burn.
2024-03-14, "City's heartbeats", Basel, CH
You are a little plant in the lake, beyond my reach,
But my shadow can touch you in the evening light
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2024-03-04, "Shadow's Alive" Series
The children stand by the shore
Their silhouettes dark against the light
They watch the water ripple and shine
A moment of wonder and delight
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2024-02-01, "Silhouettes"
In January’s icy grasp, a wooden post.
Circles etched upon the lake’s surface,
Fleeting artistry of mother nature,
Captured moment of an no ending movement.
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2024-01-20, "Frozen"