Where sunlight gently filters through leaves in the trees.
Where the trees stand, safe, firm and tall, rich with history of the people and nature who have come and go.
Where structures reminds one of a simpler time, when time seemed slower and paces less hurried.
Where space was aplenty, and voices less shrill.
A hidden world, one which we keep inside our hearts, in the form of nostalgic longing and memories.
A hidden world, we chanced upon.
More to come soon 🙂
2 thoughts on “A Hidden World”
Beautifully composed mysteriously emotional shot! Kind of like a deja vu . . .