Are you asking me what I see?
It's not the light, not the dark, I see, but the change in the air I smell, which makes me stand still and hesitate if I should flee or can be where I am.
I only know if I wait or hide, what the result will be.
There are many of you, some days it's not as bad, but today... I wonder.. what is it you stick through the gate? It's not safe to just touch since I know that everything you touch easily gets broken, will be harmed and die.
You are no longer part of nature.
What is it you see if you fall asleep, or are you awake like me? Always hiding, ready to run, leaving your children behind to survive? Will you let go of those you love and those who grew inside?
You are one of those many who will only know what you miss if it's no longer present.
You talk and talk, never stand still, take a break, you only miss the sun when it no longer rises, although...
18.10.25
The photo is mine and was taken in Sonsbeek Park in Arnhem