ALL SEEING

The trees see everything observing the hunter and the prey   the fox pauses, his nose sensing the air then presses on as a rabbit holds court in silence   the ground is moist, below the surface winter retains its hold   twigs lay scattered from icy winds and leaves carpet the moss providing protection … More ALL SEEING

A FRESH LOOK

It was beautiful because, shaded solitude under a sycamore blanketing a dirt road   durable carpets of moss and grass exhibited proof of ancient inheritance   it’s a bewildering place for those just passing through and an oasis for those walking slowly                      

ABSORBED

It was then, and then it was gone. Half buildings yielding to the Invasive force of massive trees. Walkways blending into gully’s formed by runoff. Embankments strewn with piles of dirt and broken bricks; nearby, an overhead walkway, collapsed to the ground, devoured by gravity. Telephone poles, weakened and leaning, surrounded by a century of … More ABSORBED