Prisons Take on Many Forms

Prisons take on many forms as elements identifying parts of ones life.

The crystal clarity of the view is impossible to avoid as it explodes in sharp and ominous shards. Like a tapestry intricately woven with threads that appear intertwined in a seemingly chaotic way the discerning eye reveals a pattern.  Photographs resemble a yellowed brittle newspaper,  fading fast with yesterdays news.  It is the happy times gone by that reside only in our memories, gently comforting like a down pillow providing shelter from the brewing storm.   

In the haze of dust the truth is revealed: prisons take on many forms and everything in life has its price - no expense spared.  One pays dearly with the sacrifice of identity, self respect and the passing of precious time.  There is something profound in good bye; the paradox of an ending leading to a beginning.                                                                                                                         

Contentment is the promise of a new life well lived.

 

1 july, 1978-2013