Fragile

“If blood will flow when flesh and steel are one
Drying in the color of the evening sun
Tomorrow’s rain will wash the stains away
But something in our minds will always stay
Perhaps this final act was meant
To clinch a lifetime’s argument
That nothing comes from violence and nothing ever could
For all those born beneath an angry star
Lest we forget how fragile we are
On and on the rain will fall
Like tears from a star
On and on the rain will say
How fragile we are
On and on the rain will fall
Like tears from a star
On and on the rain will say
How fragile we are”

Fragile (Sting)


Motion blur and long exposure out of the car window. The street meets the sky and trees and cars and the sun. Fragile as I said and very abstract.
(Day 039/365)