I saw this enormous bumblebee
dancing around the columbine
tasting his way to nirvana I guess,
through this life with aplomb
and aviator's grace
two perched crows seemed
to admire his skill, his talent
his flitting routine
then they took off towards the lake
their blackness faded to gray
Fading to Gray
Fading to Gray
the death of empathy is the birth of barbarism
Re: Fading to Gray
There we go. A striking moment relived and reimagined.
Re: Fading to Gray
Reminds me of the "fade to gray" I sometimes marvel at-- that twilight-dusk time when the world is shrouded in an ashen sort of shade that can't really be described or painted.