The Life of Mr. Boatman- Computers, Class, and Glass
Saturday, June 14, 2008
At the edge of night there is moment when the light and dark interplay. The light fighting for a last gasp one more moment of being. The dark slowly and surly taking over to become whole. This moment in time is an eternity and plays forth every evening. Allow that time to become the moment within when all is lost and yet totally renewed. In the morning this moment seems drawn out and forever as well.