Oh Eduardo...how beautiful this Rose is ! your photo and its title inspired me to write this:
the rose and
whispers of wind
a scarlet rose
grows high above
trees and mountains
kissed by the sun
and stroked
by the rain
whispers of winds
gently brushed
its petals
and this red rose
became touched
by day and by night
by songbirds and
nightbirds
by the breezes
of spring and summer
it's beauty was seen
by anyone daring
enough to climb so high
but for the love of
a man or a woman
one for the other
this crimson rose
glistened in dewdrops
while the lovers
dreamed their dreams
I love the way you have used the depth of field in this image. The suggestion of a view that cannot quite be seen behind the rose is a beautiful background. Nice work.
He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the almighty. I will say of the Lord, "He is my refuge and my fortress, my God in whom i trust". Psalm 91: 1 and 2
Ciao TicK