a picture speaks a thousand words.
in my case, only three.
out.of.focus.
returning home after the memorial, tears blurred this image.
we had to detour as there was an accident on the mountain.
another one.
where just a week before, my husband, on his motorbike, collided.
with an unlicensed car.
with an unlicensed driver.
who having run out of fuel, made a U-turn.
on a mountain bend.
without lights.
but the sacred stars,
in a dark petrol blue sky,
and the wind,
and wild fynbos,
were there
where I was not.
to witness his spirit
leave a life interrupted.
in my case, only three.
out.of.focus.
returning home after the memorial, tears blurred this image.
we had to detour as there was an accident on the mountain.
another one.
where just a week before, my husband, on his motorbike, collided.
with an unlicensed car.
with an unlicensed driver.
who having run out of fuel, made a U-turn.
on a mountain bend.
without lights.
but the sacred stars,
in a dark petrol blue sky,
and the wind,
and wild fynbos,
were there
where I was not.
to witness his spirit
leave a life interrupted.
and
out.of.focus.
out.of.focus.

So much love; I don't know you in person but my heart fills with tears when I see your image-words. So much love...
ReplyDeletethank you andy, I think you do know me. My pictures tell you who I am, as does yours. xxx
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