Why is it that the most beautiful things in life cannot be captured?
Not through words, not through photos, not through song.
Beauty must be experienced
Oh how I wish i could describe the raw beauty of a spring evening.
Make you feel the warm gentle breeze, hear the song birds happily chirping, taste the crisp air, smell the fresh grass growing, see the blazing pink sun setting.
Or how a photographer wishes he could show you the majesty of a brilliantly snow capped mountain top through his ever clicking lens.
Or how a musician wishes he could make you hear the rhythm of a culture through the beat of his song.
We can all only pray that you understand what we try to convey to you,
and that you begin a beautiful experience of your own