Sun and rain burrow deep
Into paint and the past
Revealing transitions
And the names of those
Lost to time and memory
Into paint and the past
Revealing transitions
And the names of those
Lost to time and memory
You’d be wrong.
It’s about a photographer realising the shot he’ll never have another opportunity to shoot could have been so much better.
Like the sun, shrouded
Seeking the balcony
Like the little Buddha
An outline in the shadows
Ya just gotta stop
Take stock
And realise
You’ve hit a wall
When the light lies low
Yet vibrant
When the dew clings
And the earth seems still
Layers of mystery
Peeled away
By time
Politics
And Money