For us the land is matrix and destroyer
All my thoughts to those under the smoke-clouds in Victoria. Too many people I know are likely to have friends, or family, or family of friends in that area.
The red skies come to New Zealand every time there is a bushfire across the Tasman, but this is not bushfire, but firestorm.
May they be safe. May everyone's friends and family, out in those burnt lands, be found safe.
The red skies come to New Zealand every time there is a bushfire across the Tasman, but this is not bushfire, but firestorm.
May they be safe. May everyone's friends and family, out in those burnt lands, be found safe.