It is the mystery of the majesty we have no words to describe. So we stop our mouth and we pause our feet and just stare. It is wonderful.
In July 2019 in Nashville, Nariah slept. Covered with a party napkin she painted with her name, exhausted from play (exhausted by her life: uncertain, insecure) at her day camp at Mount Carmel Church.
Mount Carmel Church
She slept in the embrace of herself —womblike. On a dirty carpeted floor. Little. Everything about her little except The Wonder. She, a universe of dreams, the picture of peace.
Safe now. This moment. Safe to rest a while. This camera, Nancy Rhoda’s retired Leica M4 that bore witness to war, segregation, and protest, it is again a sacred instrument. Bearing witness. It must come gently to its service to record The Wonder. A picture of prayer.