I came across this tiny graffiti the other day in a park, whilst in the Toronto downtown, and was immediately drawn to interpret it’s meaning. After time spent musing, I wrote this poem.
Reality is many things,
Objectively it’s anything,
My life is something I can’t wing,
The Cosmos likes to sing.
But what if I see not from husk,
What if I’m blinded by no love,
Within that glimpse of that nothing,
I find neverything.
(Photo – Eli Woodbine, Canada, Toronto,2016)