they rise through morning haze
drifting to the sky above —
whispers of summer
Written on October 6, 2024. Visualized by DALL-E and Microsoft Designer. If we could capture a piece of the autumn morning mist, what could we do with it?
Imagine catching a fleeting moment of morning mist — a poetic and magical idea that stirs up fanciful possibilities. Mist carries a sense of mystery, delicacy, and elusiveness, inviting beautiful ideas on how its essence could be used.
the first frost
crunches underfoot—
the summer dreams
The poem and was created on August 12, 2024. The two visualizations were provided by the artistic minds of DALL-E & Microsoft Designer.
There’s this one moment, often on an ordinary day in autumn, when you realize that summer is truly gone. It’s no longer the time of farewell; the color has long since faded from the trees. The leaves have fallen, and the sky lies heavy over the landscape. No trace of warmth in the air, no late bloom left in the garden.
