On the side of the road lying in the dirt, I saw Peace downed and trapped under a slender branch with its circle of oneness, totality and wholeness missing and only its three branches remaining. They were being overtaken by lichen. Peace was now a partial peace. A partial Peace is an unsustainable Peace.
|Photo Location:||Woodstock, New York, United States of America|
|Copyright:||© Rhonda Weiss|