The Crossing

A weathered wooden bridge rises quietly from emerald undergrowth, arching gently above a rocky stream below. Moss and lichen whisper of seasons passed, while filtered sunlight warms the forest canopy in brilliant green. This image is an ode to forgotten paths, soft silence, and the quiet reverence of places left behind.

Let it remind you: some crossings are meant to be slow, thoughtful, and sacred. Photographed by: Craig Kleber