The wind blew and uncovered these rocks in the sand. It used brute force to expose beauty.
I am so tired. I try hard and get absolutely nowhere. No matter what I do or say, it doesn't seem to matter. My photographs are not looked at, my words are not read. I feel as if I am in the midst of a desert and even if I yell at the top of my voice, it goes unheard by anyone.
I am so tired of trying so hard. I see others and things just seem to fall their way. I understand that I am better off than 98% of the world and I thank God for his mercy to me. Sometimes I wish though that something would happen that would prove that my work has meaning, my pictures add to the beauty of the earth, that my words have moved someone. I do not ask for riches or power, just acknowledgement that I am and that I matter.
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