In a city where everybody is a nobody,
we lose the burden of our truths.
History births modernity.
Is it all a wash of gray?
In the space between the chaos, beauty lies at our feet.
Tucked in a dark alley, behind a rubbish bin.
Secrets of the city,
whisper only to the patient.
Each image possesses,
the innocence of an opening scene.
A comedy, a tragedy and so the story goes….
A lifetime’s worth of treasures,
lay dormant on the path:
Springing to life,
only found
in the eye of a curious passer-by.
Jana Carrey,
May 2010
