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 […]
One Woman's Quest II 
These are beautiful, to repeat a word
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If only we could climb over this. How wonderful would that be 🙂
Thank you so much for sharing this amazing photo with my challenge. V.J.
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I’m sure we’d find castles and fairytales on the other side. Thanks
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This is really beautiful – perfect description too.
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Thanks Andrea.
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You’re welcome.
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Lovely!
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Thanks
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Wonderful!
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Thank you!
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Aptly named!
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This was just before a tornado warning – looked like some sort of artistry was at work.
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