“The tender words we spoke to one another
Are stored in the secret heart of heaven
and one day, like rain,
they will fall and spread
And our mystery will grow green
all over the earth.”
The poem above reminds me of fall, the season that is presently upon us. I have been shooting a lot over the past several days. Capturing the change of seasons and the fresh surroundings that accompany it. Notice the fall colors in the image below. I photographed my roses a lot over the past week fearing that their season was coming to an end. This particular image, to me, resonates Fall. The early morning sun low in the sky gives off the warm, golden tones of the changing season. The colors of the leaves, although only slightly deeper than during the warmer months, are similar to the colors found on certain trees in the Fall. And the rain drops dance with the breeze to enhance the falling of the petals. The spider web. I don’t take a step outside, this time of year, without seeing one. The spiders are flourishing in the cooler weather.
Do you feel the correlation to, and see the symbolism of, the poem in the image?