The Narrative Image

...lies about its intentions smooth skin over muscles underneath covers the pointy things polishes objections into tiny pebbles has forgotten your name, but keeps a straight face A face like a river is beautiful... ...and divisive I purposefully stroke her wrinkled but ageless face only to find myself an island Click on image to view slightly larger version As night approaches, the river and the sun call a temporary truce. Waves of discontent diminish in the silence But once the sun is gone, the river whispers... dark tales of floods and cataclysms the passing of cultures and gods emphasizes Good Friday at the expense of Easter... click on image to view slightly larger version ...shows me the transitory nature of grass  waits smugly for me to understand the metaphor a sharp cold breeze...   convinces my bones "Yes, but resurrection." the sun reiterates.