Scott Martin

[Scott Martin @Scott_117728Mar]

When night comes, the old bridge rests against the windows. The seasons never ask us to follow. What fades can still leave meaning.

[Scott Martin @Scott_117728Mar]

Nothing seems urgent. A dusty window returns with the season. I watch it pass and say nothing.

[Scott Martin @Scott_117728Mar]

For a while, the old bridge travels across the hills. A story without an ending. There is peace in letting things be.

[Scott Martin @Scott_117728Mar]

Lately, the small courtyard follows the curve of the river. Time passes whether we notice or not. A quiet mistake.

[Scott Martin @Scott_117728Mar]

I remember a lesson learned slowly. Then the far shore lingers near the doorway. The seasons never ask us to follow.

[Scott Martin @Scott_117728Mar]

Nothing seems urgent. The back garden slips quietly into the evening. For now, I simply listen.

[Scott Martin @Scott_117728Mar]

@Rahul_173202Mey The quiet moments often stay with us the longest, and somehow it feels true. This feels quietly beautiful. I would keep this feeling for a while I would remember this moment.

[Scott Martin @Scott_117728Mar]

There are days when the village road wanders along the road. The past does not always ask to be remembered.

[Scott Martin @Scott_117728Mar]

@Bryant_041177Ev 🤍 Quiet moments can heal. Beautifully said. — Caroline Wilson

[Scott Martin @Scott_117728Mar]

By dusk, the far shore travels across the hills. A familiar silence can feel like home. Perhaps the answer can wait.

[Scott Martin @Scott_117728Mar]

@Jen_009138Jacks Evan Jonah Phillips - Makes sense when you break it down. 👍 👀

[Scott Martin @Scott_117728Mar]

@Jackie_002515Gr Robert Stewart-Thompson - This adds another layer to the discussion. 💯 ✨

[Scott Martin @Scott_117728Mar]

@Mike_931803Main Adam Johnson-White - Thanks for adding to the discussion. 💯 👍

[Scott Martin @Scott_117728Mar]

The day feels different when a dusty window passes over familiar ground. The warmth of a familiar hand.

[Scott Martin @Scott_117728Mar]

@Kevin_573053Buc Summer dusk wanders through the air. Small regrets; I leave the rest to tomorrow. — Summer dusk wanders عبر الهواء. Small regrets; أترك الباقي للغد.

[Scott Martin @Scott_117728Mar]

I notice a letter never sent. The northern sky lingers near the doorway. The years gather in small details.

[Scott Martin @Scott_117728Mar]

The sleeping fields passes over familiar ground. The clock keeps its quiet rhythm. A face from another year.

[Scott Martin @Scott_117728Mar]

@Chris_865352Mer Ryan Brown - Thought-provoking take, given the context of recent global events at the moment. 👍

[Scott Martin @Scott_117728Mar]

The day feels different when the creek grows still before night. A moment that stayed.

[Scott Martin @Scott_117728Mar]

Before the day ends, the wet pavement follows the curve of the river. The simplest days often stay the longest.