Lost In Purpose
Lost In Purpose
Teetering at the edge.
Awareness
The watchman for solid ground.
The protective mother.
An ocean roars.
Underneath
One wave at a time.
One breath, then plunge.
Calm is disorienting
Under the tumbling wave
We can not hold our breath
Forever.
Lost in purpose
Blind under siege
War Generals confer
Battling for my space
I call It what it is
But It has no name
Like the unborn baby
Face unknown.
I am here
I am waiting
On the corner of next time
Again.
Knever Knever Land 
each photo is almost more amazing than the last…….and the words fit so perfectly. so glad you are sharing this with the world……..