And so at last it has come. Quietly.
Has quietly come and changed everything.
This, as we watch, is what we always say:
“It changes everything. Now we can live.”
And we all want to walk out into it.
Walk out into it, at night, and look up,
Thinking that this world is a simple world
While all around us it never ceases.
We can walk for miles down an empty road
And see it swirl down beneath each streetlight.
We can turn and watch our path disappear.
And it continues to quietly come.
It has come, at last, and changed everything..sip
It came last night…quietly like a thief in the night, slowly drifting down, swirling in the light…a foot they said, but to me it looked like a whole lot more…Toronto Canada..
Watercolour on Arches Paper…