I, a million years old,
sitting underneath
shadow of my master,
admiring all blessings,
suffering each disaster,
time has been an endless companion,
seen Mother Earth’s magic,
then sapiens did the damage, so tragic,
tears dripping with some red colour,
through wrinkles of my age old face,
along-with traces of humanity,
lost memory, past my sanity,
now weak and senile,
thinking Samaria and Nile
are children of mine
Perspectives on Life, the Universe and Everything 
Hello AB, your photos are too lively and grand. Your words add meaning and depth to each one of them. Creativity at its best.
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Many many thanks for such kind words. Really appreciate the time, the effort and your support 🙂
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I remember a trip, I made to my ancestral village.. I walked past thatched huts and felt lucky to have a concrete roof over my head. Last year, I n my wife went to Tahiti and our accommodation was a thatched hut that coat us $300 a night.. Times in life change, perspectives change..
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I completely agree, thank you for sharing this interesting and very relevant perspective 🙂
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absolutely right
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Thank you TR 🙂
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All those years, trapped an entombed…
However, has not happened, yet!
luck me….
chris
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Good luck 🙂
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Not about luck, my own family places me there..
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