Inside a faith without a home, a fire that is cold
But grows so well, who's to tell. About it all
A nation cannot see, the hardest part to take
Is not for me, the dying trees.
If you peek at my gallery you will see I'm quite the fan of sunset silhouttes also. This is the type of shot I dream of finding. The skies are great, the slihouttes sharp and clean and the sunset glorious. I just had in this in the VB and scored it VERY high - very well done, accross the board.
(PS - the narrative is very, very touching as well.)
Thanks !
E J