Pushkar, Nov'06Rajasthan
OFT I had heard of Lucy Gray:
And, when I crossed the wild,
I chanced to see at break of day
The solitary child.
No mate, no comrade Lucy knew;
She dwelt on a wide moor,
--The sweetest thing that ever grew
Beside a human door!
You yet may spy the fawn at play,
The hare upon the green;
But the sweet face of Lucy Gray
Will never more be seen..
....
- William Wordsworth
4 comments:
mohit bhaiya
without looking at all the photos from your trip i think i can call it the shot of the trip...
shot of the trip from all the photographers this takes the cake....
Amazing.....
Amazing capture! Absolutely stunning..
Love it..
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