SAND STORM (POTD)

This photograph was taken in Abu Dhabi in 2015, in a moment when the city briefly

to the desert.

I was driving out of my garage when the sandstorm fully closed in. The sky turned opaque, the horizon dissolved, and the familiar

of roads and signs lost their authority. Everything was reduced to a single tone of yellow, dense and absolute. In front of the car, a lone figure crossed the street slowly, wrapped in a scarf, moving with the calm inevitability of someone who knows that resistance is

.

What strikes me today is the fragile illusion of control. I am inside a car, surrounded by

, maps, air conditioning, a phone glowing on the dashboard — yet visibility is almost zero. The modern city, built to dominate climate and space, is suddenly paused by something ancient and indifferent. The man walking ahead becomes the only scale left, a human reference inside an

landscape.

There is no drama in his posture, no rush. Just adaptation. The desert does not attack; it

. It reminds you that this land existed long before glass towers and highways, and that it will remain long after. For a brief moment, Abu Dhabi is not a global capital but a threshold between nature and human ambition.

This frame is not about the storm itself, but about coexistence. About the quiet humility imposed by nature when it decides to speak. A reminder that progress is real, but never

— and that sometimes, the most powerful images are taken when you are simply trying to go somewhere, and the world decides otherwise.

Photo of The Day — April 2, 2015 — Fujifilm X100T.