in a small corner of a quiet page, a white orchid hanging gracefully in the morning air. The soft petals appear to be sparkling doused with sunlight, while the wind that blows slowly just swinging the fine branches that support its beauty. In the midst of that calm, a small bee came with a simple but meaningful mission of looking for nectar and life.
The bee was flying low, as if called by a sweet aroma hidden between the petals. He perched on one of the flowers, not in a hurry, as if he knew that in this world not all had to be pursued with a temple. His clear wings shook softly, captured the reflection of light, creating a silhouette that was for a moment together with the beauty of flowers.
In the background, the shadow of the house and faint fence seemed to be a frame of memories about the house, calmness, and harmonious relationship between humans and nature. There is no noise, there is no hustle and bustle of the city, only the quiet seconds that carve a small moment to be eternal in the lens. A gentle whisper from nature, that life is not only about speed, but about presence. About how a bee and a flower can create peace that permeates the soul recesses.
And that's where they are orchids and bees meet in silence, but full of meaning.
