Outside my window the sky is steadily bleeding.
Pools of liquid mirrors hinting mauve and shades
of gray, sprinkle patterns, curlicues dissolve or swirl,
and trees in the distance blend with the foothills;
mists rise and snake their way along the river
as I walk alone, simply happy to be here, feeling
rain upon my naked face, the tears of heaven breaking
on my nose. I flick my tongue out and catch a rain drop:
an electric sensation, a calibrated inflection of summer wine.
– Steven Craig Hickman ©2014 Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author is strictly prohibited.
This weeks life through the lens challenge was fear. The picture above is fear for me, the idea that i may live to see another of my children or my husband go before me, scares me to death. So i drew a casket for this one. I am not afraid of dying, but i am afraid of losing those that i love and having to try to live without them.