Cold, Cold Ground

A new year, another chance to dream of things to come. A new purpose and determination to right the wrongs of our day to day existence, to stick to our resolutions and be better human beings for the people we love and love us. We change the things we can, we find a way to cope with the things that evade our control and we dig deep inside ourselves to climb above the obstacles that life puts in our path. I just cannot imagine opening my eyes every morning to the stark reality of ‘nothing’. No shoulder to lean on when the journey gets tough, no arms to get lost inside and to feel the comforting safety of their embrace. No laughter shared, no hand to reach for when the storm comes, no reassuring voice telling you that it really will all be okay and not to worry. To live without these simple things, things that we take for granted would bring the best of us to our knees. The strength of the human spirit is remarkable in its ability to carry on regardless of how hard the struggle to survive has become. The images below demonstrate just how remarkable.

‘To live without hope is to cease to live’   Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoyevsky

Yes, there is someone under all that

Trying to stay warm on a Subway ventilation grill

Finding shelter underneath the 59th Bridge

Perchance to dream