#Morling #Landscape Here, the morning smells of pine and water, Fog hovers over the coast. Dawn plays a kiss with the forest, Painting a pink deception in the sky. The wave caresses the pebbles at our feet, And the birds echo the wind's gentle call. The moment is frozen—and time comes to life in a frame, So that we can breathe in the world without unnecessary words.
#Morling #Landscape Here, the morning smells of pine and water, Fog hovers over the coast. Dawn plays a kiss with the forest, Painting a pink deception in the sky. The wave caresses the pebbles at our feet, And the birds echo the wind's gentle call. The moment is frozen—and time comes to life in a frame, So that we can breathe in the world without unnecessary words.