Crashing Waves

By Patrick La Roque

I've tried moving through layers, stretching beyond a liquid life. Head bobbing at times, struggling to catch my breath. I've tried mimicking the colours of joy and lust and sorrow. I've fallen and I've returned from the fall. I've stood again, reborn.

The days we have, these lines in the sand...the surface of things remains
unbroken, until the crashing waves.

Patrick La Roque

laROQUE, 311 Lorncliff, Otterburn Park, Canada