Peace can be found on belgradestreets.
Stop, look, remember things that have passed.
The granite cross outside a memory of terrible times, of noise, smoke and death.
Think what the future could hold.
Open arms welcome those who open their souls.
The door is open.
Is there light in the darkness?
Lights inside seem to burn bright.
Where are the candles to show us the way?
Is our hope, our faith, an illusion?
A green light glows.
belgradestreets 
What beautiful photos!
And, I really like your comments to the photos.
Srdjana
Thank you Srdjana, really appreciate you like it. A
Beautiful words and photos!
Thank you!
Love the third one!
Thank you! Also my favourite. Technically not great. Dark, blurred and indistinct. Yet it seemed to make the point I had in mind…
So beautiful! Congratulations on the book!!!
Thank you, really is a dream come true….
Our hope is not an illusion if we back it up with acts.
I know how right you are. And know how difficult that can be. And how painful it can be not to act…
Thank you.
Andy