In fleeting moments, paths entwine, Ephemeral bonds that life designs. We meet by chance, our stories blend, A spark, a laugh, a brief amend. Through hurried days and nights that fade, In crowded rooms or sunlit glades, We share a glimpse of who we are, A trace, a light, from near or far. I see…

This beautiful yellow tree represents the time I sent a picture to my friend in Australia. They thought the image stunning and wished they were there with me. This tree reminds us that perspective frames how we view the same situation / object.