to the place where nobody is in a hurry, where everything is connected with everything else and where each thing has its place. To the place, where time almost stops for mythical reasons, where calmness and peace is resident from past ages.
In the evening, when wind calms down and dusk falls down, sit under the tree and listen quietly - maybe you will hear fairies scuttling and giggling or perhaps notice a gnome hiding under the tree stump. It only depends on which way you choose, moder days haste, or calm which arises from the Nature itself.
seeker of truth|
follow no path
all paths lead where
truth is here
|E. E. Cummings|
Do not hesitate and let the impressive silence embrace your wits, rest. When you regain power, you will be set for further journey.
3. October 2016
Three new photos after a long time - Rešov Waterfalls