Easter (1)

... so many trees were cut since a few years we are living here, in Cappaduff ... so many trees were around and now there are gaping holes in space ... and sound of bulldozer - like a tank pushing roots and stumps out of ground ... metallic clinking clanking resonates and motor hums ... mmmm mmmm ... for a few days already ... more and more farmland ... more and more cows looking for their calves - screaming at night ... land depleted ... there is a war raging everywhere you look ... and birds are singing regardless - chanting a wishes for another future ... another Easter resurrections ... new world ...