The nights were long and it was long ago but she remembered her lover. The memory tried to escape her but it was all very real.
The trees were silent now. Woody creaks showed there was still life somewhere within. Where was He?
The once rambling brook stopped frozen but her mind remembered them rushing.
“Soul, be still. Be. Your time will come but for now just be.”
Photographer: Olivia Faith www.oliviafaith.pixieset.com
Flowers used: patience garden rose//paper white//ranunculus//anemone//euphorbia//anthurium//muscari