Uncovered

Tree trunks from a 10.000 year old forest, uncovered by the movement of the tide. A time before Britain became an island; movement of peoples from the east. I’ve used a similar photograph before, and I offer you this one, because I am constantly captivated by the story the tree stumps proclaim.

Wandering peoples,

moving east to who

knows where. Driven, guided,

directed to something,

somewhere, beyond their

vision and understanding.

We too

wander through our moments

and days.

Sometimes with clarity

and purpose. Other

times following the ancestors’

aimless path.

Somewhere, the call

deep down in the soul…

that never leaves

and fills our hearts

with possibilities and hope.