I captured this photograph of a trawler, a couple of days ago. It was heading away from the safe haven of Amble and into the eye of a storm. I have the utmost admiration for the crew of this vessel; facing difficult conditions to land a catch for others to consume.
Storms are an everyday occurence at the moment and the seas are constantly in turmoil. The world we inhabit seems to be also in turmoil, and uncertainty. People are questioning amd pondering and wondering, Answers are not easy to come by. Just questions….
Easy answers
spring from easy questions.
Difficult questions…head
in a spin.
No horizon,
no home.
Adrift, longing,
harbour; ports in
storm. Firm places
that generate
questions.
The next wave follows and
consumes.
Loss of orientation.
Light and tunnels
and still points..voice
of calm.
My thoughts
rising and falling.
Holding the sound of
silence.
Storm over….
Musings 