“One impulse from a vernal wood
May teach you more of man,
Of moral evil and of good,
Than all the sages can.” – William Wordsworth
Going through these beautiful pictures, i could not resist myself from recalling these beautiful lines :
“Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.”
―Robert Frost, “Nothing Gold Can Stay”
The beauty conveyed by the pictures gets lost amidst the illuminating brightness of city lights. The natural glow hides itself under the thick cover of grey. Sometimes, our heart sees the things that our eyes tend to miss. Every aspect around us holds beauty in bounty. And this beauty has been captured even more beautifully in the snaps below.
These jars contain Cockroach pickles…
One cannot help but adore the magnificent scenery that surrounds us and what we effortlessly ignore. I would really like to appreciate the efforts and creativity put in to capture and share with us such great pieces of work !
Photographs by : Mr. Suman Saha ( firstname.lastname@example.org) 🙂