Jan 16, 2021
It’s beautiful Michael.
I was so overcome by my redwoods pilgrimage, I sat down and cried. This is paradise at the feet of god, I thought. A taste of fleeting immortality as they engulfed me.
Written by Farida Haque
Multimedia artist, writer, poet. “I could not have painted myself happy without painting myself sad first…” faridahaque@gmail.com