To nest or to migrate
in reality,
in darkness
and in liminality
In the temporal sway
I choose to be, I choose to stay
without looking back
What lies beyond?
Unafraid of what may come,
of what today will bring.
Even in your absence,
a night of stars.
Though the wind may blow
and the earth may tremble,
your voice is my shelter
in silences that hold.
A timely instant,
between light and subtleties.
You are not a paradise,
you are my safe place.
Photography by Issac Moroni Cordero Escobedo.
Biologist, analog photographer, and citizen of the world. I believe that science and art are not at odds; rather, both allow for abstraction.