AI generated art: The day after #18 (imagine...)

After every destruction the first that grows is tiny grass and wild flowers and small bushes that held a whole plant in their roots.

The promise of earth, our home for continuance.

Someone whispered to me, walking alone will get you further, no one was around.

Wanted to argue, walking along will get me safer... no one around to hold my hand...

A voice through some wires, and then another, and another, all of a sudden the world became as one....

Can you imagine? Will you join us?

Christina Savvatianou 30-04-2022