In life, it is not the destination that
matters, but the journey itself.
Like the blossoming of a flower, the
gentle unfolding of each Patel marks
a transitions, with each stage of its
growth a display of nature's
splendour.
This beautiful natural phenomenon
exists as part of the cyclical process
of nature- an eternal paradox of
growth and renewal.
It's amazing how one sentence can be funny, evocative and sad, all at the same time.
Sunday, 27 April 2008
So what matters?
Posted by itstheant at 8:37 pm
Labels: Typography
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
0 Comments:
Post a Comment