~ Tied Up ~
Innocence trapped, exploited
Sometimes I just wake with a dream a visual. It’s funny in the dream in your mind you feel a whole story, history, life. Yet when you wake at times fragments are often the only thing that remains. The first thing you want to do is understand it, maybe relate it to something I don’t know. I think in this piece maybe my mind goes to the world and the exhaustion at watching humans exploit in vile and egregious ways, this planet, other life and other humans. The only thing that gives me breath is that there exist people that shine a brighter light of beauty compassion, logical understanding, civility, fairness and justice for all.