Tumult and Chaos,

Textures and noise,

Overwhelmed with the beauty

Found in the disasters

Of life.

No peace

But still calm

Sitting in the drowning

Stress of days

Spent wandering.

Tumult and chaos,

Textures and noise,

Overwhelmed but still standing

Walking on the edge

Of life.

All for naught

Or is it?

Surely time in a crucible

Can’t turn us out

Worse than before.

Tumult and Chaos,

Textures and noise.

Overwhelmed but listening

For the small voice

Of Christ.

All photos taken with a Canon D5500 with the “Night Vision” setting and resized with Picsart.

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