On Ed/ge.

lunadecrescente

Glancing, grasping, expiring time - throughout. As the skies line up for us, we wander craving for answers.
Yet, the answers appear to be fickle, ineffable. Such as truth and lie bonding inexplicably. Will the clouds ever forswear demanding?
Our words on edge. Our thoughts intelligible free to roam.

Contest La foto migliore del 2020  concluso

Pubblicata il 23 dicembre 2020