A Walk From The Village


To not draw forth from the deep well of reassurance. To walk out amongst the desert with cupped hands. To drink when spoken to. To be not in mind, but of mind. To be of faith without belief, to take refuge in the blinding light. To return to the well, to make offerings, to keep the deserts flame in the cavernous heart.

-Josh Fleming

Image by: Sanja Marusic



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