The softness that resist

Softness, kindness, may be the last things we can set against this chaotic world.

This lonely heart, in the middle of this dry field, facing this dark and threatening sky, symbolizes that resistance.

It seemed lost.

But it was there.

Alone, fragile perhaps, but strong.

So my camera gathered it in, to give it a voice. So as not to leave it alone.To accompany it, in my own way, in its fight.

Because there are tiny beauties that stand up to immensity.

Quiet presences that still say no to the harshness of the world.