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Mar 2018
Never more so than today
I see me in you and listen

I understand now why it’s so hard
When not even you can withstand

In the crackling dryness of your stems
I see nothing but rigidity and death

But at my feet a ****** reaches for heaven
Naked and pure even as the rain spits on her delicate face

The mightiest ground to dust, the solid made weak
The weakest cracking rocks and the ice crushing all

The sun, the moon, the waves, they dance
Their joyous frivolity that teases the air

Even as darkness engulfs me
I know the dawn will bring hope

I nurture your weakness as you give me strength
I cherish you for your gifts, challenge and sight

You are and I am, I am you also, we are
And that makes me smile, itself a gift to all…
I am a landscape photographer by profession and spend all my time outside. It gives me great insight into myself and my relationships with the environment.
Written by
Alister Benn  51/M/Scotland
(51/M/Scotland)   
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