Inspired by "Pittsburgh Tilt Shift"

Pittsburgh Tilt Shift
Originally uploaded by Write Outside

Real life as miniature
Blurred through
The lense of our own interpretation

Inspired by "Alcoa Building - North Shore - Pittsburgh"

Alcoa Building - North Shore - Pittsburgh
Originally uploaded by Marc_714

Man melding beauty
With God's inspiration
Becoming one

Inspired by "Pittsburgh, Through the 40th Street Bridge"

Pittsburgh, Through the 40th Street Bridge
Originally uploaded by Matt Niemi

The truest beauty
Frames itself
In any light becoming

Inspired by "Downtown Pittsburgh......"

Downtown Pittsburgh......
Originally uploaded by Z!@

Angry clouds
Contrast beauty
And cast shadows of past and technology

The Quest and Question

Among the greatest wisdom of the ages,
the quest,
the question,
the countless searching for an answer,
for the confident and unrepentant knowing
of when to hold on
and when to let go.

Wisdom and Nostalgia

It seems I've recently fallen fast and curious
into an age of my own nostalgia,
of life's fresh firsts,
and the promise of endless tomorrows,
of brilliant possibilities
and enigmatic idealism,
my heart so often fondly longing...
and only the wisdom of experience knowing better brings me back to myself, now.

Circle Round

Does it seem like my thoughts are circling round,
circling round,
echoing back and bouncing around
inside the hollows of a mind
that seems to keep having thoughts that circle round?

Traffic Jam Inside My Mind

So much noise and confusion
The traffic of my thoughts rushing
The tragedy of my ego crushing
I sometimes fear for my own understanding.

Circling concrete cloverleafs rising
I’m lost to direction wandering
Chanced with a life of squandering
I sometimes fear for the gifts I’ve been given.

Blurring speed and accidents
The cost of my own being
The truth I haven’t been seeing
I sometimes fear for my purpose.

This Space I Am

I lay humble beneath the majestic canopy of a million stars
The vast darkness blanketing my still and silent form,
My smile a mere silhouette in the moonlight that bathes me,
My eyes hopelessly lost in the eternal possibility of galaxies beyond my perception
Feeling the smallness of this space I am.

Action in Kind

Righteous in justice
Foolish in prayer
The only right is that which you expect with action in kind

The Light that I Knew

Unwillingly initiated into the knowing
I awoke to the stirrings of my soul longing
Fire in my chest and ashen feet stumbling
Dirty tears blurring the darkness
Frantically scraping and scratching
Trying to break free the light that I knew was there somewhere