Drought is one of thirteen framed photographs from my Impermanence Suite.

Impermanence

Cadaverous light clouds my vision

Soul nibbled by voracious longing

Rippled skin of ceaseless Agitation

Pain and Grief leak through my pores

Sweet pungent odour of desire drifting

In times crushing grip

I exhale a DROUGHT of cracked breath

Birth, she extracts the enshrouded caul of my being

Fading seam of attachment binds me no longer

I release my grasp and the hear the silent harmony

In wholeness, consciousness I reside.

By Tanja Ackerman

2007