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Fading Memory Fading Name I
Photograph - Fine Art Photography
Still waiting in the shadows. Time has etched its mark upon my face. Forever standing on the hillside. My name has been erased by the years. The sun no longer warms my face. There is no one left with a memory of me. My soul soars free in the light. I have become one with the fabric of eternity. Soon, I will be gone forever.
Comment: The foreground headstone stood apart from the others - old, weathered, gritted and punished by the decades. The name had faded. Contrasted by the markers shadowed by the tree and separated by the distant markers obscurred by the fog, it stood alone.
This image is part of a series of inspirational photography and messages titled: Whispers from the Grave by Dan and Roberta Carmichael. For more information on the series, visit this blog link:
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November 26th, 2013
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