Re: Home Cover
Naked, brave and poignant. Sentiment stripped to the bone. Bittersweet melancholy, like the sun on a winter morning. One red autumn leaf hanging in the sun, another laying in a puddle of muddy water. A third one drifts along the sidewalk in the breeze in the early light, unnoticed and unheard. The shadow of the parent tree looks stark on the concrete wall. The sun glistens on a single drop of morning dew. The universe dwells there and nobody notices. The moon is still visible in the bright morning sky.