And it's so strange, so useless, so stupid, but I still think about it. About the pain you made (make) me feel, about your words, like a knife, about your war against me, a war I did not want to fight. But I must, sadly I had to do it. And how can I be fine? I can't even take photos to get over this, it makes me think even more. What can I do?
It has a striking, calm feeling to it. There's some kind of sorrow represented, but also a hope up ahead. Picturewise, I would have changed angle a bit, so the left side of the photo (i.e. the mountain/hillside) was less boring/distracting. I'm in love with the explosion of light, and your understanding of capturing beautiful, silent moment.
Thanks for your interesting critique I do also have a photo with the comp you suggest me, but this one shows better the rays -in my opinion, of course It is curious that you see sorrow here; maybe because when I see sunrays I feel happy