“War is hell. You can’t photograph a flying bullet, but you can capture genuine fear.”– unknown The bomb has droppedcontrol slips from our grasp We pray for a parachutefor someone to pull the cord numbers escalate,lives plummet We offer encouragementisolated voices faltering moment of impact imminentthe implosion inevitable impact reverberatesresponsibility moot. ( Image my own.)
If we could lift understandingto indigenous teachingsexpand our loveto earth, sky, and seaMake personal gain tabooand Ancients a weigh point If we could witness the mountainsslow floating across the skyand touch the dolphin’s soulanxiously swimmingwhere tuna are netted Would we cower at our insignificanceor move forward, learning to acceptthat all of life is deeply woveninto […]
One Woman's Quest II 
Somehow, there’s still beauty of the remains
LikeLiked by 1 person
And the intrigue…
LikeLike
The first image is fascinating! Great shot!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks 😊
LikeLiked by 1 person
You’re welcome. 😊
LikeLike
Nice images for this challenge VJ. Both have seen better days.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks Anne
LikeLiked by 1 person
That first image took my breath away!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks!
LikeLike
The first image is my favorite, VJ! Beautifully captured!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks Amy
LikeLike
The lack of foliage (seasonal or end-of-life) reveals fascinating geometric art – no two trees alike!
LikeLiked by 1 person
You are so right. These old trees fascinate me.
LikeLike
These are very lovely! 🙂 ❤
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks Deborah
LikeLiked by 1 person
Poor tree – it really HAS seen better days.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Still standing though!
LikeLike
I particularly like the first image. It’s mistily evocative.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks Liz. It was a foggy morning.
LikeLiked by 1 person
You’re welcome, VJ. I do enjoy a foggy morning.
LikeLike
VJ, that tree by the road looks like sentinel. Halt, who goes there. Keith
LikeLiked by 2 people
Yes, it does. Greets us on our way into town.
LikeLike