The Unforeseeable Present

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The Unforeseeable Present

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Municipality: Orvin
District: Jura bernois
Canton: Bern
Country: Switzerland
Trees: European silver fir (Abies alba), European spruce (Picea abies)
Season: Winter
Month: February
Mood: Calm and peaceful
Colours: Black, blue, white

Depiction: In the clutches of a February afternoon, towering fir trees stand proud. They battle the crisp winter canvas. The sky, a deep and enchanting blue, stretches overhead, free from the embrace of clouds. The afternoon sun bathes the scene in a soft, “warm” light. Its rays glisten on the frozen snow in the foreground. Despite the sun’s radiance, the air retains a biting chill. The winter’s persistent grasp is tangible.
The frozen snow in the foreground bears visible textures. They tell sagas of frosty resilience. The land has shades of white and blue, a contrasting scene. Above lies the tranquil, unbroken sky, while below spreads the textured, frozen ground.
Behind the majestic fir trees, undulating hills emerge. Light and shadow cooperate to create a dynamic blend in The Unforeseeable Present. They cast elongated silhouettes which stretch across the snowy expanse. This February afternoon has a fusion of warmth and cold. Harmony prevails, captured by the interplay of sunlight and winter’s icy grip. Majestic fir trees stand tall. They tower as quiet guardians in the embrace of a winter afternoon. Painted in shades of blue and kissed by the sun’s tender light.

The present remains a contradiction,
Doubtful, wavering without conviction.
Noticeable, yet unforeseeable,
Veiled truth persists, ever disagreeable.

A state of unpredictability,
Mirage of control and stability.
Believing in shaping the time ahead,
A figment, far from achievable instead.

Current moments constantly slip away,
They evade the grasp, even now, today.
Impermanence, nought stays truly stable,
It also eludes figures in a fable.

Facing the unforeseeable present,
It appears unsettling and unpleasant.
Grappling with an unexpected event,
Present or future, they both cause discontent.

These instants form a snowscape of unknowns,
With a whisper of frosty undertones.
The sense of now strikes as distant and strange,
Unable to understand persistent change.

The unforeseeable present, insight,
Coloured by the past, whether wrong or right.
Too close to see, loss of normality,
Through the lens of personal reality.