[october.11.2007.12:04am]
when it snows,
it comes thick
in white sheets of crisp
wet flakes.
it scatters itself
everywhere blanketing
the world under a cloak
of white.
so he makes his way
through the center of the street
to a destination only
he knows of.
his path winds
and turns,
curves with
the cleanliness of the
sleet.
his forefront is
sharp;
his background blends.
on the path that
bends.
1 comment:
its wonderful :] i never even meant to capture the person. but it adds a whole nother dimension to it. I noticed him after i shot it, but wow im glad you really noticed it, cause i didn't think anyone else really would. +10
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