A man with a face carved by nature

wears life all over

each gaze is long

eyes are pulled slowly from one place and come to rest at another

heavy with knowledge

heavy with a certain sadness.

certain to him. A quiet diginity surrounds his weathered features.



Another man finds solace

with alcohol accentuated autumnal colours

leaves blazing in the Scandinavian sun.



A young mother, sits ands stares

defiantly.

Inquisitively engaging and disengaging with the strangers in the carriage.

it seems her thoughts are tripping over themselves. I wonder what it is she is fighting, amonst this fleeting mix of humanity.



We are all here seeking, but no-one dares speak. Maybe a simple smile and eyes that acknowledge us is all we need.