THROUGH THE LENS

Ancient brown stone

Weathered and beaten

Standing strong

Dignified, alone

Battered by gales

Biting howling

Whistling wild wind

Torrential icy rain

She, solid as a rock

Steeped in the old ways

Immovable in the raging

Of the wild haunting.

Stepping inside

Explosion of vibrant colour

Expanse of welcoming warmth

Harmonious melodic music

Vibrant musicians

Encapsulated in their world

Hot comfort food

Liquid luxury

Two distinct parts

Complete symmetry

Perfect gathering

Sanctuary

1 thought on “THROUGH THE LENS”

I can see an old, stone building, as if neglected but housing life, vibrancy & fun. Beautiful

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