7am. I'm walking while the 1st lights of the day start to reflect on the walls of the monastery. The heavy bronze bells start to sound slowly, grave, loudly... the echoes of the mountain add the mistery to that magic moment. Can't be explained, it has to be experienced.
2 comments:
Me gustan la foto y el texto. Me han llevado al lugar y al momento mágicos. Muy evocadores.
preciòs!
Post a Comment