Poetry

When I pronounce the word Future,
the first syllable already belongs to the past.
When I pronounce the word Silence,
I destroy it.
When I pronounce the word Nothing,
I make something no non-being can hold.
"Wisława Szymborska"

Passionate about photography, art, and literature.
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Wowow, this hit me right in the feels. 🥹✨ It’s amazing how words can carry so much weight, isn’t it? Thank you for sharing also the inverted photo (if I'm right 🤔)

Totally Rad | Crypto Enthusiast 🎩🍖💎Ⓜ️ also 📸🌿 | When the stars align, I’m decoding the celestial blockchain! 🌌

Your creativity 😍✨ Thank you for sharing such a unique perspective.  The inverted photo truly adds a layer of depth and resonance that’s hard to ignore 🙂‍↕️

Yes, it is :) So glad you connected with it! 😍You're spot on. I thought the inverted photo could help me to make what I wanted to convey more easily and resonantly.