Luciano Gaudenzio - Wating
High, on the peaks above 2000 meters, all is silent now, the colors are off, it seems there is no life, everything, now, is waiting for.
Are days of suffering for the old spirit of the larch, whispered to me, while I was with him, trying to catch the details of the ice that covered it.
Now the wait is no longer, the snow cover its wounds and finally can rest quiet….
Tags: alps, autumn, dolomiti, friulane, larch, luciano gaudenzio