Against The Current
A kind of graceful martyrdom.
By Daniel Wetter
| The boat rows above, the river rushes bellow.
It produces nothing. It is stationary, like an eye that watches the passing
of time. It is an image of history, a gateway into the memory of all that
has been. It illustrates the arduous effort to reach somewhere. A symbol
for struggle, anchored and unfulfilled. A kind of graceful martyrdom. Rowing against the current, sipping the moment and spitting the aftertaste. Today I watch as the days to come vanish, while under breaks the deafening sound of the rush of life. |
