Day 1435, escape. Day's pictures, Poetry I found my freedom ~ but I am still looking at the same fence
Day 1355, moving forwards. Day's pictures, Poetry The clouds are grey and the hills nearest agree ~ soon the sun will set and only the light planted in the past will guide me through the ever greyer
Day 1354, obstruction. Day's pictures, Poetry Over the years summer leafs gather in our mind and never fall
Day 1353, dare to wonder. Day's pictures, Poetry Objects that we use are made for us ~ have often more history complexity than we our lives
Day 1352, I hold therefore… Day's pictures, Poetry Some heavy force upon me connected a soul to this living replaceable corps
Day 1349, no luster. Day's pictures, Poetry Modern worship is transparent like a tree in winter ~ you can see the heavens but the luster of summer and green shade is gone
Day 1348, leafs. Day's pictures, Poetry Leafs dead and alive are magical if you think about it ~ there are billions of them
Day 1347, from hard to soft. Day's pictures, Poetry I have these hard lines that I endlessly repeat as to soften the world for my digestion
Day 1346, sad rain. Day's pictures, Poetry What did people do when they where sad before there was glass with rain seeping down on it
Day 1345, next door. Day's pictures, Poetry They grew up in other parts and found each other ~ build from the same in difference forms ~ they can only stare at others warped reflections
Day 1344, flow. Day's pictures, Poetry Sometimes you need the blood flow to your head to under- stand
Day 1343, stare. Day's pictures, Poetry Someone’s friend can look at me sometimes as if I am there but not there
Day 1342, more forgotten. Day's pictures, Poetry A roof the least appreciated of what our ancestor invented ~ more forgotten then what came from under its protection ~ culture politics ~ maybe looking at the stars is not that bad