A delicate imprint lingers on the birch bark—an unspoken confession to nature’s beauty. Lip marks, like a silent promise, vow to remain forever—in the dance of the wind, the whisper of leaves, the essence of the earth. This is not just a kiss—it is a dialogue without words, one that nature understands without explanation.

“Nature’s Kiss”
- Photographer: Oksana Kozak
- Date: June 5, 2025
- Collection: Connections, Visions of Renewal Competition