Tree of Gold

Sting sang "Fields of Gold" and of walking in 'em.

Shanxix (of relation to moi) simply executed it in his own version of digital poetry (er photos). Gold dust covering the trees on a fine winter morning as captured from inside a train running at 80 kmph.

Self Pity

I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself
A bird will fall frozen-dead from a bough without ever feeling sorry for itself

Self Pity

A poem by D.H.Lawrence

And a poignant piece in that women-power movie G.I.Jane