Just One Sunbeam
Sweet fragility, not to be plucked from the earth and not to be trampled under foot. Pristine and pure, shrouded in the shadow of the forest. As just one sunbeam makes it’s way through the canopy of leaves, your thirst is quenched.
"Midway in the journey of our life • I came to myself in a dark wood • for the straight way was lost" - Dante's Inferno