Friday, October 12, 2012

Soul food

I wish I understood,
or could explain,
why visits to this place
so feed my soul.
The dark, the light,
the subtlety of color,
the slow subsiding
of weapons into earth again;
the harsh allure of angles,
the cracks
where life is so determined
to seep through...

1 comment:

Maureen said...

What looks to be a tiny window reminds me of those large cameras of old; there's that kind of depth in it that carries the eye inward. The narrow section in which it lies reminds me of a watch tower. There's also wonderful contrast in the triangular shadow, which points toward the stairway, drawing the eye up until it can go no further except in the imagination. Yes. . . "soul food".