WORDS | Nicholas Rider
Light and shadow flood the city
Roaming the streets in search for refuge
An open window, an open door
Dancing on rooftops of high rise buildings
Then falling gracefully
To the crowds below
At the footsteps of work bound strangers
Before quickly disappearing
To continue their journey
Light and shadow flood the land
Skirting their way through sculpted gardens
An open space, an open playground
Crossing the lengths of wooden bridges
Through dappled forests
And over ebbing waters
Intervals taken to possess the sea
As well as the cloud covered sky above
A journey never ending
