Justin Folsom

[Justin Folsom @Justin_892227Fo]

The day feels different when autumn air grows still before night. A dream from years ago.

[Justin Folsom @Justin_892227Fo]

There are days when the back garden fades into the distance. Old feelings can become gentle.

[Justin Folsom @Justin_892227Fo]

The day feels different when a cloudy sky wanders along the road. A place that no longer looks the same.

[Justin Folsom @Justin_892227Fo]

After rain, the far shore moves where no one notices. A season that passed too quickly. The calendar turns without ceremony.

[Justin Folsom @Justin_892227Fo]

When night comes, the sleeping fields slips quietly into the evening. The calendar turns without ceremony. Not every goodbye needs an answer.

[Justin Folsom @Justin_892227Fo]

Lately, the sleeping fields waits beneath the moon. Another evening settles in. A letter never sent.

[Justin Folsom @Justin_892227Fo]

@Shay_471933Smit This carries a soft kind of truth; an old road shows how quietly time moves. There is always another evening to notice This one lingers.

[Justin Folsom @Justin_892227Fo]

Lately, a lonely lamp grows still before night. The future arrives in ordinary ways. A moment that stayed.

[Justin Folsom @Justin_892227Fo]

@Jennifer_766461 🕊️ Some roads are only memories. This feels so real. — Anthony Richardson

[Justin Folsom @Justin_892227Fo]

For a while, dawn lingers near the doorway. The warmth of a familiar hand. Maybe that is all the day needed.

[Justin Folsom @Justin_892227Fo]

@Shanna_931576As Justin Jack Anderson - Interesting point, thanks for sharing. 👍 👏

[Justin Folsom @Justin_892227Fo]

@Jen_087589Morri Michael Anderson-Lewis - I see your point here. 🔥 ✨

[Justin Folsom @Justin_892227Fo]

@Thomas_924498Ca Dylan Luke Harris - Good insight in this context. 👀 💯

[Justin Folsom @Justin_892227Fo]

The empty station changes with the light. The seasons never ask us to follow. An old promise.

[Justin Folsom @Justin_892227Fo]

@Ron_986884Fox Nothing unusual happens. Rain rests beneath the clouds. Old memories. — لا يحدث شيء غير معتاد. المطر يستقر تحت الغيوم. ذكريات قديمة.

[Justin Folsom @Justin_892227Fo]

The seasons never ask us to follow. The quiet harbor rests against the windows. A quiet heart hears what noise hides.

[Justin Folsom @Justin_892227Fo]

@Tony_622745Camp By evening, the sleeping town keeps its rhythm. Tomorrow waits beyond the evening. There is comfort in the familiar. — بحلول المساء، البلدة النائمة يحافظ على إيقاعه. Tomorrow ينتظر بعد المساء. في المألوف راحة.

[Justin Folsom @Justin_892227Fo]

In the quiet, the small courtyard moves beyond the rooftops. A dream from years ago. Nothing more is required of this moment.

[Justin Folsom @Justin_892227Fo]

@Marisa_406894Ha Chris Lopez - Good insight, from the angle of software innovation in the bigger picture. 🤝 🧠

[Justin Folsom @Justin_892227Fo]

When night comes, the open field waits beneath the moon. One day becomes another before we know it. Certain places keep their own kind of silence.