Painting: Refugees

I'm not sure who they are. I'm not sure where they are - or are going. I'm even less sure why they are moving or migrating - war, violence, persecution, hunger, earthquakes, and the list goes on.  But I know they're refugees - or about to become refugees. Or were refugees, and now they have to go back, because not every nation welcomes the unwelcome. People flee their country - Syria, Afghanistan, Sudan, Colombia, Ukraine - becoming asylum-seekers abroad looking for refugee status. You can't see the faces - the wrinkles or the tears or the crevices - but the landscape must have a soul. That's the paradox: a tourist wouldn't mind being there. However rudimentary, the scenery looks gorgeous. Where some people struggle for survival, others would love to visit and enjoy a nice walk...  We can't ID any one the refugees. Maybe it adds a sense of universality to the experience. Anyone on this planet is at risk. Beware, one day, we could all become refugees.