Not exactly a spring thought

D70 - 70 mm, 4 sec f/32, ISO 200

Solitary I stay

alone and unequaled,

nothing to see

and nothing to say

everything's a dream

but me.

Alchemy

D70 - 70mm, 1/125 sec f/16, ISO 200

Elements be ready!

Your sleepy spirit

slowly unwinds.

Its touch is gentle,

its force compelling,

you all are bound

to enter life's whirl.

Director's cut - The Gap

/ flowers in a nameless environment / two shots digitally joined / male and female / they never met / they know each other's mind /

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Symmetry

D300 - 22mm, 1/50 sec f/4, ISO 800

So captivating when slightly unbalanced,

awfully phony when perfect.

Persimmon & questions

D70 - 170mm, 8 sec f/8, ISO 200

There are so many photographs around, so many talents, a wealth of views, imageries and contrasts. Can we still say something new? Should we anyway? Even these questions have been already asked, and many times.
Some say that to express a new concept you need a new language. That is likely true, as each language is founded on a finite number of symbols (albeit this base can be fairly large in some cases), and sooner or later you'll come closer to a path that was already taken.
What drives us to write, paint and sing? What do we need expression for? Do we all revolve around some few archetypes?

Those knowing the answer to these easy questions are kindly asked to refrain to posting them as a comment, for the sake of our ignorance and for the preservation of human insanity.

Director's cut - Tidal

/ an ominous ocean wave / the instant it breaks on the shore / solemn, fierce powers are at work / as if the stone rivaled with water / water will win / but only after countless years / too many to bear meaning /

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Missing you?

D70 - 70mm, 1/320 sec f/16, ISO 500

It is not the lack of connections that makes us feel alone,

it's the lack of attentions.

Fishing for thoughts

D70 - 105mm, 1/250 sec f/8.0, ISO 800

In a consciousness sea
they breed and evolve
heavenly and monstrous alike.

To our mood they hold fast
like a dreamcatcher's web
and for an instant, we are blessed by their life.

But the thoughts that we latched
would be hard to describe
were it not for the fact (it's a strange one indeed)

we all live on the shores
- no, no villa with view -
of this rather peculiar pond.

Director's cut - Diffused

/ streetlights in the fog / filtered light comes to us modified and scattered / dreams are filtered through memory / memory through thoughts / thoughts through words / words gasp for the original message /

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Let it be light

D70 - 28mm, 1/400 sec f/11, ISO 800

Creation!

Wisdom of the heavens,

beauty of the waters,

strength of the earth.

Mortal abyss.