ephemera 7

the night split open: wind blew terror through the trees, chilling our spirits. we sang then of better times, and dared the storm to join in Image credit : Vof Vermeulen Perdaen & Steyaert

ephemera 6

we bathed in silence underneath the peacock tree, sitting in wonder at the world and its colors, and how we’d come to be there Image credit : Vof Vermeulen Perdaen & Steyaert

ephemera 5

she longs for shelter to blend in and not stand out a garden flower safe in a community of shared feeling and purpose Image credit : Vof Vermeulen Perdaen & Steyaert

ephemera 4

In hidden symbols, Formalized and stylized, She speaks her stories. Therein lies love and sorrow, And ways of reaching the dawn Image credit : Vof Vermeulen Perdaen & Steyaert

ephemera 3

butterfirefly – perishing all too early, but leaving traces — short life of many colors, spent hot, and burned through quickly Image credit : Vof Vermeulen Perdaen & Steyaert

ephemera 2

in gentle stirring, bending towards the sunlight, sisters of mercy wait for the proper moment to reveal their true colors Image credit : Vof Vermeulen Perdaen & Steyaert

ephemera 1

in molten fury, the earth strikes its tormentors, leaving few remains while those who wear their lordship seek solace in their brand names Image credit : Vof Vermeulen Perdaen & Steyaert