Billowing sheets of brightly dyed cotton

Play in the breeze on a warm spring day

Silk – drenched by a sudden summer shower

Hanging shrunken and limp

From its newfound weight

Art drawn by nature’s breath

On fabrics’ canvas

Rarely now on display

Expunged

By modernity’s march

Yet vividly alive still in two places –

Lives less defined by the passage of time

And that ageless museum

The eye of the mind.

 

(FWIW, I don’t think progress is a bad thing, just that there’s beauty to be found in some things we leave behind)

Fabric

via Daily Prompt: Fabric

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