Reaching for Love
This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First to let go of life. Finally, to take a step without feet.
I shot this a few years back in Montparnasse Cemetery in Paris. I was drawn by the elegant shape of the hands, reaching toward heaven with the heart shaped signs of love on the cross.
What can one say in those final moments, as we reach for the heavens in our last breath of life? Only that we lived our life well with love and understanding, in the faith that our lives mattered and we made a positive difference to those whose lives we touched.