Ravaged

Here is
(another)
photo
from my journey
yesterday
with the dog
into the woods;
the aftermath
here seen
of a harsh
and brutal
winter ice storm;
2009.
I look forward
~sincerely~
to post
*before and after*
photos
when the lush
green
foliage of
spring
and then
summer
transform the forest floor.

Today,
I must admit,
and I can't help
but
wonder~
(can) do (?) people's lives
parallel this event?
I have been
thinking about
a women
(and others I know)
who describes
a childhood
that was
ravaged.
Is there a natural process
(and rightfully so a
super-natural one...)
that renews the forest floor
(of people's lives?)
For me,
I must believe that it is so.