Alone we stand in the milky mist of life, our shared roots laying in the darkness of the ground. Alone we stand in the crowded mist of life, our shared roots laying in the invisibility of our souls. [24.09.2024, Cimitero degli alberi]

[24.09.2024]

[12.01.2018, Piana della famiglia, Italy]

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Our souls pick their colors deep down in the depths of the bucket of the universe where every color shines. [Gita boschi, January 2020, Morbello, Italy]

Picture by @aliagrafica

…an opportunity to start something over... but in the meantime, rest, beautiful tree... @sweet-harmony