Scars of a Wounded Shoulder
Walking on the planet feels ordinary. On a planet that grew into a habitable world for us; for all living beings - tress, plants, fish, animals, insects and humans. Walking on rocks that just recently celebrated their 3 billion or so year old birthday ought to give us quite a rush. A rush of gratitude, respect, trust and harmony. Scars hold memories in their essence. Some traumatic, some of growth. Some two years old, some 50 and some 3 billion. (Mesa Arch, 2020)
Walking on the planet feels ordinary. On a planet that grew into a habitable world for us; for all living beings - tress, plants, fish, animals, insects and humans. Walking on rocks that just recently celebrated their 3 billion or so year old birthday ought to give us quite a rush. A rush of gratitude, respect, trust and harmony. Scars hold memories in their essence. Some traumatic, some of growth. Some two years old, some 50 and some 3 billion. (Mesa Arch, 2020)
Walking on the planet feels ordinary. On a planet that grew into a habitable world for us; for all living beings - tress, plants, fish, animals, insects and humans. Walking on rocks that just recently celebrated their 3 billion or so year old birthday ought to give us quite a rush. A rush of gratitude, respect, trust and harmony. Scars hold memories in their essence. Some traumatic, some of growth. Some two years old, some 50 and some 3 billion. (Mesa Arch, 2020)