Rainbows shimmer upon the breeze.
Rain washing away the stench of despair.
Light where there was once only shadows.
Momentary beauty after the waging of the storm
A passing serenity, upon the breeze of uncertainty.
Photographing the memory, for one cannot tame such beauty. Nor can one cage the vitality of a rainbow and one should never try for such a effort is but a waist of energy.
Friends and Fans I have will be releasing some of my photographs for public use my thank you for all the amazing support.
I will be adding additional photographs in the not to distant future.
Purple Haze II
Bromeliaceae (The Bromeliad)
Bromeliaceae (The Bromeliad) II
Butterfly Bush II
Soil of the soul has been poisoned
Not by him, not by her
But my own doing
Neglected, malnourished and abandoned…
Tainted earth removed
Layer by layer
Seed gently planted
Still the soil remains neglected, and malnourished
Cultivated the earth is tilled
Tarnished soil yet again removed
The cycle of rejuvenation continues
Soul grasping for nourishment with dry withered roots
Love, self-love, minus the narcissistic bullshit
Fills the heart with rich healthy soil,
My love… not his, not hers but that of my own
Alive I thrive in the garden of my own creation