From the cracked hearts of broken lives, like fractures in worn rock, a lovely, pure, and gentle flower is born. How can life grow from barren rock? Where do water and nutrients feed this newborn growth? How can a life that saw unspeakable horror, that lost all that was near and dear, move onward and forward, with hope and a future? How is life, like this flower, reborn?
This image speaks of this human condition. From unspeakable horror, death and despair, torture and brutality, hunger and starvation, disease, and bitter cold, the survivor, like this flower, refuses to die. From Auschwitz, a remnant few lived on. And, like this newfound plant, survivors recreate new lives for themselves, born from ashes, traumatic loss, haunting memories and broken spirits.