The Whole of Life


Lightning flashed, blinded my trusting eyes.
Thunder ravaged my soul and forced out my cries.

Deadly winds ripped me all apart.
Tears like monsoon rains that flooded my heart.

Dark clouds ever-present in turbulent air, now
brightened in the curve of a rainbow.

The Storm passed, the ravaged debris yesterday’s view,
as the sun’s rays now light down a new path for me.

It’s a path on which I can feel the softness of the grass creeping through the cracks. Free from the solitude of despair, I can once again tune back into my love of dogs, this time with my  two babes Olliepop and DianaRoss.

In their mystery, filled with joy that strikes like happiness lightning, liberated from the tuneless and crippling feelings that have haunted my life for far too long I cuddle them lovingly.

Olliepop & four week old DianaRoss.
Olliepop & eight week old DianaRoss.

“Dogs are not our whole life, but they make our lives whole.”

Roger Caras (photographer and writer)

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