Leaves
- journalistsofjoy
- Aug 11, 2017
- 1 min read

When the end is as colourful as the birth..

“In silence there is eloquence. Stop weaving and see how the pattern improves.” ~ Rumi

A twirl of a Peepal leaf

Shades of mountain ferns..

Inside Out..

Waved..curled..dried..

Together in falling..

Last vestiges of autumn..

Soft intricacy..

Hived..

Burnt & Lit..

A spread of gold..

Reflected..

Amazing play of light..

Patterned in the sky..

Lying soft..

Wet & entwined..

A dollop of colour among the monochrome..
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