Hurricane - so powerful,

So dangerous…

You never know when it comes.

So beautiful…

It makes such a big disaster, that we look only at its biggest achievement.

We look at… home, car, whole towns becoming one big pile of nothing and everything.

But…. before the hurricane comes we should take a look at a soft, smooth red rose, that is growing lonely.

So soft.

So beautiful.

So innocent.

The rose is a representation of everything that is alive

It grows.

It is wonderful.

It… dies.

Everything is like a rose.

First, you can’t stop looking at it, fascination appears and then… it is nothing.

None.

2^nd Distinction Bartosz Sawicki