In the silent night scene,
Where streets in mystery shroud fast.
A spectacle of light, a dance in the mist,
Abstraction of waves, on which the eye twists.
Caught in Dinant's enchanting setting,
A house tucked away or yet something more.
Moved streetlights, a gentle draft,
Forms illuminated waves, which fought the darkness.
A photographic poem, born in light,
An imagination that storms and pierces the soul.
The inspiration, a journey through dreams and time,
A profound emotion, a message subtly hinted at.
A unique spectacle, a deep reflection,
In a special place, in the light of perfection.
Techniques intertwined, emotions in images,
A work of art born, caressed by passion.
Light waves dance, a story told,
In 'Light Spectacle', where the soul is foretold.