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La imagen, propuesta esta semana, nos muestra una blanca gaviota en pleno vuelo sobre una extensión de agua, posiblemente un mar o un lago. La gaviota tiene las alas extendidas y la cabeza mirando hacia adelante, hacia el espectador, es posible que la foto haya sido tomada por alguien en una barca. El fondo muestra una superficie de agua tranquila con suaves ondulaciones y algunas reflexiones de la luz del sol, creando una atmósfera serena. A lo lejos, se ve tierra que parece ser montañosa o con vegetación baja. El cielo está parcialmente nublado, pero mayormente despejado.
El ave pareciera estar dispuesta a posarse; sus patas parecen estar preparándose para aterrizar.
Desde pequeño soñaba despierto ser un ave que surcaba los cielos. Subía lo más alto posible y me dejaba caer como una pluma mientras mi cerebro me mostraba mágicos lugares. Me sentía libre cuando me encontraba sobre las nubes.
Ciertamente, sobre la imagen se pueden tejer innumerables relatos, pero esta vez, con la presión sobre mis hombros en torno a la salud de mi hijo Matthew, me encuentro bloqueado. No puedo soñar despierto y ofrecerle al estimado lector, una historia a la altura del reto.
La imagen, propuesta esta semana, nos muestra una blanca gaviota en pleno vuelo sobre una extensión de agua, posiblemente un mar o un lago. La gaviota tiene las alas extendidas y la cabeza mirando hacia adelante, hacia el espectador, es posible que la foto haya sido tomada por alguien en una barca. El fondo muestra una superficie de agua tranquila con suaves ondulaciones y algunas reflexiones de la luz del sol, creando una atmósfera serena. A lo lejos, se ve tierra que parece ser montañosa o con vegetación baja. El cielo está parcialmente nublado, pero mayormente despejado.
El ave pareciera estar dispuesta a posarse; sus patas parecen estar preparándose para aterrizar.
Desde pequeño soñaba despierto ser un ave que surcaba los cielos. Subía lo más alto posible y me dejaba caer como una pluma mientras mi cerebro me mostraba mágicos lugares. Me sentía libre cuando me encontraba sobre las nubes.
Ciertamente, sobre la imagen se pueden tejer innumerables relatos, pero esta vez, con la presión sobre mis hombros en torno a la salud de mi hijo Matthew, me encuentro bloqueado. No puedo soñar despierto y ofrecerle al estimado lector, una historia a la altura del reto.
Ven γ pɑɾticipɑ que ɑún estɑ́s ɑ tiempo Unɑ imɑgen vɑle mɑ́s que mil pɑlɑbɾɑs
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Dedicɑdo ɑ todos ɑquellos que contɾibuγen, díɑ ɑ díɑ, ɑ hɑceɾ de nuestɾo plɑnetɑ, un mundo mejoɾ.
The image, proposed this week, shows a white seagull in full flight over an expanse of water, possibly a sea or a lake. The seagull has its wings outstretched and its head looking forward, towards the viewer, it is possible that the photo was taken by someone in a boat. The background shows a calm water surface with gentle ripples and some reflections of sunlight, creating a serene atmosphere. In the distance, you can see land that appears to be mountainous or with low vegetation. The sky is partly cloudy, but mostly clear.
The bird looks ready to land; its legs seem to be preparing to land.
Ever since I was a little boy I used to daydream about being a bird soaring through the skies. I would soar as high as possible and drop like a feather as my brain showed me magical places. I felt free when I was above the clouds.
Certainly, countless stories can be woven into the picture, but this time, with the pressure on my shoulders around my son Matthew’s health, I find myself blocked. I cannot daydream and offer the dear reader a story up to the challenge.
Come ɑnd pɑɾticipɑte becɑuse γou still hɑve, time A Pictuɾe Is Woɾth A Thousɑnd Woɾds
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Dedicɑted to ɑll those poets who contɾibute, dɑγ bγ dɑγ, to mɑke ouɾ plɑnet ɑ betteɾ woɾld.
Ven γ pɑɾticipɑ que ɑún estɑ́s ɑ tiempo Unɑ imɑgen vɑle mɑ́s que mil pɑlɑbɾɑs
Dedicɑdo ɑ todos ɑquellos que contɾibuγen, díɑ ɑ díɑ, ɑ hɑceɾ de nuestɾo plɑnetɑ, un mundo mejoɾ.
The image, proposed this week, shows a white seagull in full flight over an expanse of water, possibly a sea or a lake. The seagull has its wings outstretched and its head looking forward, towards the viewer, it is possible that the photo was taken by someone in a boat. The background shows a calm water surface with gentle ripples and some reflections of sunlight, creating a serene atmosphere. In the distance, you can see land that appears to be mountainous or with low vegetation. The sky is partly cloudy, but mostly clear.
The bird looks ready to land; its legs seem to be preparing to land.
Ever since I was a little boy I used to daydream about being a bird soaring through the skies. I would soar as high as possible and drop like a feather as my brain showed me magical places. I felt free when I was above the clouds.
Certainly, countless stories can be woven into the picture, but this time, with the pressure on my shoulders around my son Matthew’s health, I find myself blocked. I cannot daydream and offer the dear reader a story up to the challenge.
Come ɑnd pɑɾticipɑte becɑuse γou still hɑve, time A Pictuɾe Is Woɾth A Thousɑnd Woɾds
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Dedicɑted to ɑll those poets who contɾibute, dɑγ bγ dɑγ, to mɑke ouɾ plɑnet ɑ betteɾ woɾld.
Dedicɑdo ɑ todos ɑquellos que contɾibuγen, díɑ ɑ díɑ, ɑ hɑceɾ de nuestɾo plɑnetɑ, un mundo mejoɾ.
The image, proposed this week, shows a white seagull in full flight over an expanse of water, possibly a sea or a lake. The seagull has its wings outstretched and its head looking forward, towards the viewer, it is possible that the photo was taken by someone in a boat. The background shows a calm water surface with gentle ripples and some reflections of sunlight, creating a serene atmosphere. In the distance, you can see land that appears to be mountainous or with low vegetation. The sky is partly cloudy, but mostly clear.
The bird looks ready to land; its legs seem to be preparing to land.
Ever since I was a little boy I used to daydream about being a bird soaring through the skies. I would soar as high as possible and drop like a feather as my brain showed me magical places. I felt free when I was above the clouds.
Certainly, countless stories can be woven into the picture, but this time, with the pressure on my shoulders around my son Matthew’s health, I find myself blocked. I cannot daydream and offer the dear reader a story up to the challenge.
Come ɑnd pɑɾticipɑte becɑuse γou still hɑve, time A Pictuɾe Is Woɾth A Thousɑnd Woɾds
🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆****🔆
Dedicɑted to ɑll those poets who contɾibute, dɑγ bγ dɑγ, to mɑke ouɾ plɑnet ɑ betteɾ woɾld.
The image, proposed this week, shows a white seagull in full flight over an expanse of water, possibly a sea or a lake. The seagull has its wings outstretched and its head looking forward, towards the viewer, it is possible that the photo was taken by someone in a boat. The background shows a calm water surface with gentle ripples and some reflections of sunlight, creating a serene atmosphere. In the distance, you can see land that appears to be mountainous or with low vegetation. The sky is partly cloudy, but mostly clear.
The bird looks ready to land; its legs seem to be preparing to land.
Ever since I was a little boy I used to daydream about being a bird soaring through the skies. I would soar as high as possible and drop like a feather as my brain showed me magical places. I felt free when I was above the clouds.
Certainly, countless stories can be woven into the picture, but this time, with the pressure on my shoulders around my son Matthew’s health, I find myself blocked. I cannot daydream and offer the dear reader a story up to the challenge.
Come ɑnd pɑɾticipɑte becɑuse γou still hɑve, time A Pictuɾe Is Woɾth A Thousɑnd Woɾds
Dedicɑted to ɑll those poets who contɾibute, dɑγ bγ dɑγ, to mɑke ouɾ plɑnet ɑ betteɾ woɾld.
