Distant Imaginary Uniformity

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The landscape was uniform at one point. I imagined the green carpet of tree crowns intermingled to prevent the sun rays from touching the earth around their moist roots. I could hear them whisper through the wind, “not today…” Then the winds howled and the ground shook. Some of their branches broke and crushed their young, their hearts wailed in agony as they peered out into the distance at the upraised crooked wall of rocks that appeared out of nowhere. The uniformity was broken, children were killed, families forever separated in the name of change.

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Imaginary

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The imaginary war took its toll. The land was laid waste, the earth scorched and cracked. Molten magma pressed against crevices eager to belch red upon release. The battle was epic. Man versus the environment. Greed versus survival. Oh what they did for a few dollars more. Don’t they know that there is always a balance to things? Don’t they know that they will pay in the end? The lava will flow…blood will run red…

Friends

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One lead, the other follow…Out of curiosity, maybe loyalty or could it be a race…a race to a new beginning. Are they explorers seeking glory? To share exciting chatter about the far off lands beyond the river…maybe they will describe the strange creatures sitting in a dead tree that was moving in the river. I wonder what tales these friends might tell…I wonder what the world looks like through their eyes…

Photo Challenge – Details

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From the ashes another will rise. A dead tree lies across an abandoned trail, signifying the end of a once trafficked route. Footsteps no longer trudged across the compacted exposed soil nor branches clipped by wornout machetes. In this state of fallowing the forest dwellers slowly slip out of the shadows and take up positions along the once trimmed corridor. And at the very beginning of this repurposed trail, stand the guardians of new community.

Photo Challenge – Look Up

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Kneeling on the ground, looking up at this tower, which is part of a 19th Century Anglican Church in Guyana, a former Colony of Great Britain, France and Holland. Located in Leguan, an island in the mighty Essequibo River, this marvel is not seen by many. Yet it lies there in a state of slumber, waiting to be awaken by the sound of footsteps traversing its cobwebbed floor.