Image credit: Dakota Corbin @ Unsplash The image shows a wall decorated by splashes of colour. There are outlined sketches of two hands on the wall. Above the decorations, the words “The best gift is you” are written. A woman can be seen walking a baby in a stroller in the front.
Image credit: Clay Banks @ Unsplash The image shows an older man sitting on a bench by a park. There is a trolley bag behind him. He is playing a stringed instrument and has a collection bag by his feet.
Thanks to Cassa of Flicker of Thoughts and Spira of inSPIRAation I have learned what the instrument in the photo is. Called a Erhu, it makes a most beautiful sound:
Concealed behind that plain façade silently observing yet unobserved you creep along obscure corridors listening at keyholes, capturing confidences pocketing intrigues and salting them away.
Green mantle cloaked, you traverse the town sniffing out secrets, ferreting for indiscretions licking spoons that stir the pot snatching skeletons from cupboards to one day share and spill.
Nothing escapes your inimical attention under your watch, people scarcely sleep they mind their tongues, mind other people’s but blank of countenance and with eyeless innocence for now your secrets stay safe with me.
each night, enveloped in scarlet golden sun slides under blue blankets gossamer strands of lingering light caress cooling sands waves wash upon the shore, breaking breaking, unceasingly breaking erasing away the day
each night, cloaked in obsidian silver moon shakes out her gown scattering glittering pennies over wine-dark skies waves wash upon the shore, breaking breaking, unceasingly breaking hailing a new dawn