Was I here to serve something great or just driving through?
There had to be more that I could do than just try to transcribe the ocean’s everlasting poem, I walked further
It got darker the sand wetter and behind me was Mars burning through the darkness, circled by a thin shell of light, ferocious red, as if he too wanted to peel away the heavy veil and peer beneath
At the water’s edge I thought of how thin and changing the line is between the enormities of 2 life spheres
I wanted to convey more than just the pictures of the path to the edge of the world
somehow summon terror and beauty of being alone, being alive, being deathless, being together