Foreshadow

There is a place of quiet and beauty by a river where it meets the sea. At this place a town was born and in this town a church was built. Times changed, the outlook dimmed, and all was left abandoned. Ruins of a church are all that remain where faith, hope and dreams once were found.

        daylight dims
        where sun should prevail . . .
        curtain of rain

— Dan Hardison


Cattails
October 2022