Photo Essay —

petrichor

[Noun] The smell produced when rain falls on dry ground, is usually experienced as being pleasant.

A flower blooms from a bud—

You are not a flower.

You bloom from nothingness—

In the want of the hollows,

In the echo of petrichor.

A shadow blooms from light—

You are not a shadow.

You bloom from a Prayer—

In the mirror of the first rain,

In the thirst of a Vision.

And then—

Only then,

I can see you.

—dyutiman mukhopadhyay

Poem: November 16, 2024;

Photographs: November 15, 2024;

Bangalore, India;

Camera—Xiaomi Redmi Note 8 Pro.