The Sun

knuckles

“The phoenix must burn to emerge.” –  Fitch

Once we wandered far. Trudged away from light and life. In the dark, I knew you were there alone and lonely… so darkness I embraced. Stars, heaven and goodness turned their sad faces away. Inky and cold was our road. Life in a holding pattern. You pulled the curtains back on a shadow world and I soon followed. No longer left in the dark. Dawn crept across our broken horizon. Future life. We are startled to have one. Thank you to Lucia Griggi for the images. Skate- Ozzie

Tony Alva

Tony Alva

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