
This late autumn night
A light shines in the darkness
Moon and stars guiding
poetry, prose, and photography

This late autumn night
A light shines in the darkness
Moon and stars guiding

Awake in the night
Fear whispering in my ear
White noise of deceit

It’s audacious
Hubristic, really
To think these words
A silly spackle of thought
Might, maybe, change things
Dampen a bit of rage
Create a little love
Maybe, just maybe,
My audacity might
Bear fruit
Hope echoes
Within

Simplicity’s grace
Enjoying “less” in this life
Minimalism

I wonder if I would’ve resisted the Nazis had I lived in WWII Germany. Would I have been able to resist my fears, of the ever present Gestapo.
Do you think you would’ve risked your life?