Many are called…

but few are chosen
in the symmetry and ritual,
the circle of life and death,
from the first gasp at birth
to the very last breath.
Fresh grass grows on mountains
through snow and stones;
saplings take root in graves
among crumbling bones;
new life and innocence
bring hope and vision.
Many are called
but few are chosen.

Kim M. Russell, 2017

Ferdinand Hodler The Chosen One

A painting by Ferdinand Hodler, the title of which translates roughly from the German as ‘The Chosen One’.

My response to Jane Dougherty’s Sunday Strange microfiction challenge


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