Every time we cross a water,
We choose a way we go.
Are we going starboard today?
Or port side… I just don’t know.
Maybe we should row straight ahead,
to where’s another crossing.
In live we have to make or choice,
no dice for us for tossing.
Such beautiful work and words. Some believe that our lives are mapped out for us and what is for us won't go past us. However, it is so true that we are masters of our own destiny.
Artist Reply: Maybe we are not, maybe or path of destiny is written somewhere :)
8 Comments
ruth sears 14 Aug 2011
very nice work Ben,just stunning!Angelina Whittaker Cook 14 Aug 2011
Lovely image and poetry!Sharon Gonzalez 14 Aug 2011
THIS IS A SERENE BEAUTY, BEN. FANTASTIC WORDS TOO.Cynthia Fisher 14 Aug 2011
WOWWW!! Now those are some seriously fantastic boats! Love the whole scene and the lovely poem as well. Excellent!Cynthia Stayte 14 Aug 2011
Wonderful Ben!Elaine Cruickshank 14 Aug 2011
Such beautiful work and words. Some believe that our lives are mapped out for us and what is for us won't go past us. However, it is so true that we are masters of our own destiny.Emily Reed 14 Aug 2011
Wonderful movement and design work! It just grabs you!Ingrid Kolster 14 Aug 2011
This is amazing!