In The Next Moment

lost momentum

Near to death are we all, every day we’re on the ball.
Knocked out of the park, by God, into remembrance,
we chase fearsome thoughts back to their base of obliviousness,
as the next moment runs for home, without a second thought.
Moments need not wait for the right time to act
newly born and up to bat.

newly-born

In fact, they have no choice. Do we?

Swing away and stay safe, my friends! 

Uncle Tree

Words and photographs by

Uncle Tree

Shadow waving

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