Sometimes beauty is found in the simplest forms.
Its not just a fruit, but a meditation in colour and shadow.
Its colour speaks of freshness,
its shadow whispers of time.
A single apple resting in stillness, Holds a story of growth.
Its presence reminds me that even the ordinary
can become extraordinary when we pause
long enough to see it.
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