Take your time.I see a family standing together. I see kids with smiles on their faces. I see a proud father. I see hunger--not in the sense of physical starvation--but hunger to strive, achieve, and work hard. I see generations of beauty, a hand-embroidered dress, and a man and a women who built their house together. I see human beings.
Faces open spaces Conversations between two strangers, Emotions speak through eyes. Wrinkles, maps to the soul Creviced, sun-kissed, and beautiful Some things ripen with time. Hands that weave textiles, Chop the wood, harvest, and plant the seeds Spinning cycles of creation. Arms strong at any age Crossed, unfolded, hidden behind Stories they choose to tell. Proud gazes looking straight Their eyes implore you to question: Are we that much different?