For What Binds Us
There are names for what binds us:
strong forces, weak forces.
Look around, you can see them:
the skin that forms in a half-empty cup,
nails rusting into the places they join,
joints dovetailed on their own weight.
The way things stay so solidly
wherever they've been set down --
and gravity, scientists say, is weak.
And see how the flesh grows back
across a wound, with a great vehemence,
than the simple, untested surface before.
There's a name for it on horses,
when it comes back darker and raised: proud flesh,
as all flesh
is proud of its wounds, wears them
as honors given out after battle,
small triumphs pinned to the chest --
And when two people have loved each other
see how it is like a
scar between their bodies,
stronger, darker, and proud;
how the black cord makes of them a single fabric
that nothing can tear or mend.
~ Jane Hirschfield ~
(Of Gravity & Angels)
About the Photographer:
Dragomir Vukovic hails from Portland, Oregon. You may find his work on his personal website. You may also find his fine photographs at fotocommunity.com and finally, of course, on 1x.com. His black and white photographs are incredibly beautiful and there are hours of enjoyment to be had visiting his site.
On his website you find the following information:
Mixed with 1
Canon EOS 1V
I am That / Nisargadatta Maharaj
FAVORITE VACATION SPOT:
India, Cuba, Brazil, B.C., Utah...
Listen To See IT, Look To Hear IT
Whatever you are looking to see outside, is waiting inside