Talks stalledescapees strugglelives minimizedburdens heavydespair palpable Can they sensethe global hug,compassion circling? Do prayers have substance,or have the displacednever felt so alone? (Image mine)
Love evolves –a considerationwe overlookedthose day whenpassion drove usto fanciful displays Tried to align myselfto the certaintyof your dreamsbut my compasswas set elsewhere Memory, thoughhas tattooed uson my heart;the ink still bleeds. (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image mine.)
Is the writing on the wall so cryptic?Graphic images depict rageflames of dissonanceyoung men bleeding at their own handscompassion incapacitated. A sad awakening for a society fixatedon rights and privileges, dominating culture excluding the nurtureof humanity, or preservation of life. How can we continue to closet our children’s pain – their vitality oozing – hopelessly […]
How we frame our lives goes through many changes as we age, but as you said, gratitude can also frame our moments. The last photo is a wonderfully framed miracle . ❤
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Thanks Olga.
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Love your final image and thought on this one VJ. So very true. Would that we could maintain that thought more often!
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Yes. Thank you Tina!
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Your thoughts and the pictures all beautiful V.J.! I agree with Amy she expressed it so eloquently! 😀 ❤
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Thanks Deborah!
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Good photos, thoughtful comments.
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Thanks, John
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Wonderful submission.
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Thanks
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…so do our perceptions, our abilities, and our dreams, so well said. I love how you eloquently describe about the inevitable change in our life, and these framed photos reflected it nicely. Thank you, VJ!
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I appreciate that you take the time to read, Amy. Thank you so much.
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