Farther Out Further Ahead

Daily Note

Every day, a photograph, a poem. On our walk today, we could hardly see in front of us due to the cold fog that flowed around us, blocking the distant view. Muffled sounds eerily surrounded us since we could not see farther out to identify their origin. It was rather surreal.

It seemed like when I try to understand future possibilities, the chances of a country with justice for all of us is unclear. It sometimes seem it will be bleak if we lose our Constitution to those who want to overtake our country through divisiveness and misinformation as the promoters prey on the emotions of those who cannot see through the propaganda, spreading lies and calling names to get that orange evil elected.

It feels like I’m in a fog. I can see and hear those close around me and it seems we’ll get through this, working through our differences because we’re neighbors and we know one another. But the further out I try to understand the world, the more uncertain it is.

It seems our society should be further ahead, instead of falling backwards towards greed, hatred, violence against “others.” Before November 8, 2016, I had thought civilization was moving forward to a more just world.

I would like a world where we love our neighbors, be they like us or not, and where we work to solve the pressing issues of out times, together for a better world for one and all. Live and let live.

And so a poem with farther and further, a distance literally and a distance figuratively.

Poetry

Farther Out / Further Ahead

Is the world so perceived
clearly around us
yet unknown as we gaze
ever further ahead,
unclear like the
farther fog
of a winter afternoon?
Sheri Edwards
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Poetry/Photography