Here’s a scene I captured for this week’s Photo Challenge, foreshadowing a sunset.
I always found mountains among the best creations of God. Even the most trivial shots taken atop a hill turn into something truly beautiful. Here’s how my mountains looked after the sun had set.
Mountains always somehow remind me of a magnificent poem Percy B. Shelley wrote. Let’s share it with you
The fountains mingle with the river,
And the rivers with the ocean;
The winds of heaven mix forever
With a sweet emotion;
Nothing in the world is single;
All things by a law divine
In another’s being mingle
Why not I with thine?
See, the mountains kiss high heaven,
And the waves clasp one another;
No sister flower could be forgiven
If it disdained its brother;
And the sunlight clasps the earth,
And the moonbeams kiss the sea;
What are all these kissings worth,
If thou kiss not me? “
I’m so sorry I have been absent for so many days (in case anyone noticed) but I just got too busy with some secret, mysterious stuff which I cannot reveal for fear of risking my safety. Just kidding, it was the everyday, boring stuff.
As a response to this week’s photo challenge, I decided to share with you a photo I took a few weeks ago.
Now I’m no photographer, but there are some shots that are bound to be beautiful no matter how you click them. This particular sunset was shot while I was visiting a remote village in South India. I really don’t think I’ve ever seen such a sunset in the city, or will ever be able to, with the tall skyscrapers and polluted air and whatnot. What I like most about this photo is the pinkish hue in the sky (my favorite color) which is clearly visible over the wide expanse of land that lies beneath it, undisturbed by any building. I know I could have captured it better, but I find it pretty nonetheless. What about you?