Planted seeds for prosperity –images of children frolickingthe delight of yellow horizonstradition setting our fields ablaze Till greed came knocking –brother turning on brother Rhetoric and lies shrapnelshattering our dreams Only the deer frolic nowunwitting participants inthis unprovoked slaughterland mines defiling landscapes But seeds are not lost,nor are the legacy of generationswhose soil has known […]
(Image my own)
Dove’s mournful cryspotlights Nature’s calling –Let us find a harmonic notesing along for conservation,for preservation, for a strongtomorrow – find our voicesand join the chorus. (Image my own)
Powerful, VJ!
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Thanks 😊
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You’re welcome, dear!
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Beautiful pairing of your words and the art!
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Thanks Eugi
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I love that the words are the sparks. I find that to be so true!
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VJ, short and powerful. I love the final line. Keith
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Thanks 🙏
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Those words are so in sync with your art! Brilliant! 🙂 ❤
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Thank you!
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Beautiful
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Thanks 🙏
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The best kind!
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😊
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