In our modern world it can be so easy to lose track of the world’s natural cycles. Without effort, we fall into a cacophony of screens glaring and news screaming 24 hours a day. It’s so important to take a step back and remember just how preciously brief life is. How every day is a new opportunity to learn and grow. How those wheeling stars and arcing sun mark the minutes which steadily stream by.
Our artwork celebrates this ephemeral world we all share. Tiny bugs focus on survival. Beautiful architecture fades and decays. Everything around us is in a constant state of change.
Poetry delves into the cycles of our lives. How relationships alter as they mature. How death comes to us all, even those in love. How each of us is unique, and that is what makes us wonderful.
Fiction lets us walk, for a moment, in another person’s shoes. Parents age. Mothers struggle to protect their children. Fathers demonstrate patience and understanding.
Non-fiction pulls back the curtains and reminds us we are part of a global community. A woman comes to term with the frailty of her body. A daughter struggles with a distant father. A teacher is inspired by his student’s determination.
Every life is precious. Every day is a gift. We are here for a mere blink of an eye. What ripples will our presence cause? What blessings will we leave behind for our community? Only we can make these choices. Only we can set our own course.