Transience

There are not many photos of stone walls I had in my collection. This picture should capture the mood.

Your feet, like the walls, are made of stone
Your soul is the leaves the wind has blown.
Leave struggles behind,
new jewels you will find.

My first attempts

I have been writing short poems every day for many months. Some are long and some are short, some may have meaning for you. I’m improving on the readability of lettering, so there is will be a variety of font and color choices in my images.

Think hard and analyze,
You may not believe what’s before your eyes.
The life examined may be complete,
Or it may just crumble under your feet.
Your solution may be to fly,
And avoid all threats and never try.
But do your best to see the truth
As clear as you can beyond your youth.

Think hard and analyze,
You may not believe what’s before your eyes.
The life examined may be complete,
Or it may just crumble under your feet.
Your solution may be to fly,
And avoid all threats and never try.
But do your best to see the truth
As clear as you can beyond your youth.