Red dust gently stains
Vivid footsteps
On the forest trail
Our whispers are caught
In the canopy for eternity
Hanging as mist!
Glow worms flutter
In ethereal shadows
Leaves crunch below
Our feet, in a terrain
Dreamy, magical
Where lovers meet
Under the stars
This lush photograph was taken by me in April 2019 during a walk in front of the Hyatt House in Parsippany, New Jersey. It is a reminder of how things have changed in the past one year. The office I was visiting in that locality has closed it’s physical presence.
Had it not been for the pandemic, I could have revisited this beautiful location in April 2020. The plan, the trip, did not materialize as meetings embraced a digital avatar. Looking back, this photograph and the words are a reminder to take that walk, enjoy that beauty, have gratitude for the good things, and most importantly capture the moments.
Blue Pen Strokes 