Three wise men of old,
Captured for eternity in gold
They have strong faces,
Although not famous
A story captured in their eyes
Of open spaces and clear skies
A history of a people’s journey
Secured in a photo, not wordy
Nameless now but not forgotten
Spring, Summer, Winter, Autumn
They stand guard over the past
Their likenesses forever last
So others may continue the tale
Their story and struggles to prevail
This picture is of a painting in Chemainus ( a mural to be exact), one of many I have taken there. Each time the picture speaks to me of something different, another story, another tale to be remembered. It lingers in my thoughts forevermore.
Excellent post. Love it!
Frank
Thank you so much 🙂 Appreciate your input very much
Thanks very much. Not sure the other went through so …