The thunderstorm passed lowly over the Earth.
I went in the garden: Everything quieted...
Tops of lime trees wrapped by delicate fog.
and humid wind is breathing discreetly
among the leaves ...
In the thick shadow fat beetle is flying.
Dim meadow exhales fragrant steam.
What is the night!
Enormous brilliant stars are lightened.
The rainy drops are flowing
from the branches
as if every leaf is crying.
The minor starling will sparkle.
The late and distant thunder
will scamper and make a little clamor.
The wide stream is darkening
after the flash of light.
Translation and Photography by Igor Marinovsky from family Sufyan
On the photo you can sea island of love in my town Ternopil. Also you can notice figure of motor ship sportsman. Every year in August there are World Motor Ship competitions in my town.