When the pipes go silent
When the smoke clears
When life takes over death
When you leave the hate behind
When it's time for the sky to take over
When the only fighting you do is with your past
It's time to smoke the sky
Let you inner hopes takes you high
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I've carried this idea in my mind for a while.
Even before I was called for reserve duty in the war against the Hezbollah. I got my gun and constantly searched the sky for a good opportunity to realize the idea.
I feel this is a symbol of what we should strive for. Kinds of pipes of peace. When the only smoke coming out of the barrel will be fluffy clouds in the sky. Amen. When guns never fire real bullets, only metaphores of what we wish our lives to be.
I took some nice shots, but non as good as this one. The trail of the plane (I think that what it was...) created the perfect graphic effect I needed. Besides, it blended into that cloud and it was perfect.
I just had to make sure I used the right aperture so keep it all sharp, and stretch my hands far enough to include it all in the composition.
i love the whole concept in how you put this piece together and also your thoughts. i hope it comes true one day
.. maybe > <!..
but.. changes are made round the world T.T
beautifull pic
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.. maybe > <!..
but.. changes are made round the world T.T
I love the picture!