Lonely poppy

 On the grey mountain
 lonely poppy is blooming.
 and evil wind rocks it,
 and sweeps dust on its petals.
 and tears pitilessly   its leaves.

 Pale and gentle and sad
 you are among people
 as if in the desert.
 And you are alone
 in the whole world
 as lonely poppy
 on the ridge.

 Oleksandr Oles

 Translation and Photography by  Sheikh Igor ibn Abi Sufyan-Marinovsky

Main Principles of my Creativity

1. To show true state of society and human souls. 2. To encourage, inspire and lead on the path of love. 3. To feel hearts with joy of nature 4. To be guide of spiritual light
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