Grayscale

Grounded: The Art of Looking Down (Part 14)

Cocoa Beach at sunrise.

McKinney Falls in Austin, Texas.

Fort De Soto Park.

Fort De Soto Park.

Sunset on St. Pete Beach with Mom.

The reflective floor at SUMMIT One Vanderbilt in NewYork.

Dangling off the side of my Uncle’s boat in St. Pete.

Went out for practical shoes and came back with stilettos. 

A Garden of Primary Colors

Madagascar Periwinkle 

Shaggy Dwarf Morning Glory 

French Marigold 

The Rock and The Waves

Standing defiant against a tide I cannot change, I remember what it was like to be strong and mighty.

I remember what it was like to be whole.

Was I meant to stand firm? 

Was I meant to be crushed to sand all along? 

Am I supposed to be destroyed?  

Am I supposed to be broken and scattered? 

Maybe one day I’ll be whole again in a different way.