"Go, sit upon the lofty hill,
And turn your eyes around,
Where waving woods and waters wild
Do hymn an autumn sound.
The summer sun is faint on them-
The summer flowers depart- Sit still-
As all transform'd to stone,
Except your musing heart."
-- Elizabeth Barrett Browning, The Autumn
Conceived by Naiyaru, visualized with AI.
Digital artist and designer. Loves different cultures, history and warm colours. Mom of 2 little kids. Loves gaming, sushi, music, long forest walks and good red wine... Read more…