Crevice of a Tree
To the inquisitive eye the crevice had a million stories to say, drawing 'em closer to feel the textures of her endurance that she unfolded layer by layer, speaking a language alien to most, the language of love. ~j
Illusion of our separateness
3 different images from 3 different trees, put together in an attempt to free the illusions of our seperateness. We are here to awaken from the illusion of our seperateness - Thich Nhat Hanh