Last moments

hands clutching on to a spent life slipping away like sand each particle -a story with forward and backward links   hands fearful of the unknown assume the past is a safe place but not the soul flying away -leaving a broken shell in search of new shelters wholesome and whole https://helenevaillant.com/2019/06/11/what-do-you-see-june-11-2019/

Unburdened

I take pride in -emptiness that dwells here bonds, unfulfilled dreams disembarked on shores –to sail unburdened - liberated from asphyxiating memory https://scvincent.com/2019/04/25/thursday-photo-prompt-shade-writephoto/