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 
Excellent shots and I love the contrast with the bird against the white cloud.
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Thanks 😊
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Most welcome. 😊
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You got a photo of Jonathan. Love your entry this week 😀
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Lol. Thanks 😊
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Oh, I wish I could too…
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VJ, you remind me of the famous poem. “On the wings of an eagle, My love for you flies. Soaring higher and higher, And touching the skies.” Keith
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Yes! That fits! Thanks Keith
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I have often had the same wish! 🦅
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…sigh…
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Exactly!
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The cloud in the second photo looks like a bird!
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I see it too!
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Now that Liz pointed it out, I do.
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🙂
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It does a bit.
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It really does! Great job V.J.! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks 😊
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