Category: Fujifilm X-T2

The Flow of Intricacy

I dive deep
Into the intricacies
Lose myself
In the minutiae

Step back
Allow details
To live and flow

Breathes the rhythm
Breathes the rhyme

In the subtler play
Of space and time

In the darkness
And the light
In the vibrant coloured
Sunlit rays
The moody greys
Of cloudy days

You my pendant gem
Lay close
Upon my heart
Reminder of
The subtler art

Of love which is
The beauty known
Regardless of
What eyes can see

It sings to me
In silent depths
Awakens dreams

Within memories
Of possibility

An ever-present peace

In an old place
Beneath a brooding sky
Threatening clouds
Keep their promises

I reflect
On battlements
And palaces

And understand
We’ve come not so far

As we believe

Confined
I was
Until I remembered
My wings

Arms wide beckoning
All of being
Dark to light

Illumined texture
Shadowed depth

Through synthesis, form

So am I expressed
Unconfined

By black or white
No, I: all the subtle tones
Of possibility

There was a time
When walls made sense
Defending a perimeter
Patrolled and guarded
By men well-trained and armed
Against cavalry
Infantry and archers

Today
This wall is both beautiful
And a reminder of that time

Comes the azure
And the lavender
With a twilight calm
While Gaudi
My new friend
Beckons me
From near
And afar

Have you ever wondered
What it might be like
To get trampled
By a caterpillar?

Among the oppressed
Expressions of resistance
Become the everyday

The struggle continues
Outside the halls of learning
Where words are emblazoned
Even shouted in the square
Beyond the walls designed
To confine them