Wire & Water

I hold my breath.

Gerberers sit in fresh water,

wired around their stems to

support their short, colourful lives.

Someone I love needs wire,

they also need fresh water ….

Without either of these,
life will be short….

clipped and slipped

into the chute of timelessness .

I am running out of wire

and I can no longer carry water…..

“After enlightenment,

chop wood, carry water.”

Photographer: Zoe Ferrie