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 
If only we could go with them!
To the lands unknown. Wouldn’t that be awesome 🙂
Thank you so much for sharing these amazing captures with my challenge 🙂
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That would be awesome! Thanks 🙏
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Love that sky!
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Thanks 😊
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A pleasure.
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These are great! The clouds were putting on a show for you! 🙂 ❤
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I am an appreciative audience! 🙏
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VJ, as Joni MItchell wrote “I see clouds from both sides now, from up and and down, and still somehow. It’s clouds illusions I recall, I really don’t know clouds at all.” This was from memory so I may have messed up. One of my favorite songs of hers or anyone. Keith
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I love that song too, Keith. Pretty sure it comes to mind every time I shoot clouds.
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The Joni Mitchell song fits these cloud photos very well!
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