Mar 9
The light casts a shadow
It’s in the darkness that we truly see
The magnificence of its shape…
The genius of its form
Perfection…a word that's seldom used correctly
A concept that’s out of reach…
Yet made by hands with all the flaws of humanity…
David… a name as old as the stone itself...
It looks on… Shying away from the angle from which I stand…
A reminder to us all…
For like man…the stone is cold…
It takes a gentle hand to shape…
Like man… fragile and defiant…
It’s in the darkness that we truly see
The magnificence of its shape…
The genius of its form
Perfection…a word that's seldom used correctly
A concept that’s out of reach…
Yet made by hands with all the flaws of humanity…
David… a name as old as the stone itself...
It looks on… Shying away from the angle from which I stand…
A reminder to us all…
For like man…the stone is cold…
It takes a gentle hand to shape…
Like man… fragile and defiant…
Few people live long enough to witness the genius of the human race... Few and far between the destruction from our everyday you find creation... Michelangelo's David is a piece I have not had the privilege to see in person. A bucket list item if I ever had one... One day... One day soon I hope.
