-

The Old Wall
Weathered and worn, she cradles forgotten stories and time’s gentle scars. Leaves gather as her only suitors, while the world hurries past—enduring with a grace only age can bestow…
-

A Flower’s Heart
At the heart of a flower lies a secret for those who truly see—a whisper of beauty, a quiet passion, not flaunted, but softly inviting into her tender mystery…
-

Stanzas at Twilight
She stands like a poem against the fading light—each branch a stanza etched in silhouettes, yearning to serenade the last embers of day…






