Rachel J Bowler's photos with the keyword: walkers

Between time And finality Another day arrives. Some come from Where I seek to go Others from Whence I came. Symmetry has Become a myth That truth cannot Dispel.

I wait Without cover Whilst the cold sharpens in. Death pulling to the floor. Is it possible to revive The mists of eternity? The frost smothers Einstein white, And gravity pins me To this place. I dare not look up. Hope would crush me.