Still Breathing
24 April 2018
The landscape makes me think… about its history, the endless, turning of the earth… and my small place on it. A poem…
‘In One Day’
Pick me up, Move your ground. Rolling planet, Bring me round.
'Hope is not the conviction that something will turn out well, but the certainty something makes sense, regardless of how it turns out.'
Vaclav Havel
