The New World

As if in a dream, I could see a New World, where everything was all right, where all the land had been returned and made whole as it had been in the beginning. The air was clean and the water was pure and the world gave what we needed to us, and we took care of that holy place, and walked upon it’s sacred ground with soft feet and grateful hearts. And we were all one.

Photograph: Graveyard Fields, Blue Ridge Parkway mile marker 419. Made on a dark and rainy afternoon with Nikon 8008 using FujiChrome Velvia 50 film.

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