May 14th

I photograph birds, vibrant against blossoms,

I feed the family,  clean the house,  sit on committees,

I do the laundry,  teach the children,  work in the garden.

And I wonder how life can be so good for me
 while it has just shattered for another family.

And how shattered families is commonplace in other countries.
And I simply cannot begin to understand how that feels.
How can such ugliness be? Why must it be?

I hold my  children close and want the peace and beauty to last forever.  
Look into their eyes and see joy.  I wonder what the future holds.
but
There is peace.
There is a Creator, and a Saviour, and a Spirit.
There is hope.
And so I photograph what is beautiful.....
today.