Arrow Photography

walking into elephant canyon
the  footsteps are easy to follow,
and then the winds come.
as if the ancient ones are here.
the wind blows the sand
and cover my foot steps,
my time here erased.

i lay awake, listening
the silence is deadening
after the girl's cry for help.
i can only look up to the stars
and say a prayer
for life.

Lightening showers

Brightly light the darkness

Thundering within

Honesty is hard
Standing in the storm

Screaming alone