Layers 3




Peaking through broken cement, a secret

Hidden dreams, and the sweat of those who dared

Each brick and brush stroke telling a story

Of those who tried, had a vision, stood here

With each layer, an intimacy unearthed

Together becoming something new, dreams

Yellows, blues, brick red, aged earth colors

Unified by cracks, holes, the same struggle

Urban ecosystem, empty facade

A burning ambition, despite the odds

Fostering growth of a new kind, purpose

Roots break through, water always finds a way

Animals burrow near, humans loiter

Some see lost dreams, others see redemption




Textures soft and gentle, others hard and coarse – Exposed


Exposed to forces they didn’t seek out, want, need – Oppressed


Exposed to uncontrollable elements – Unhinged



Those left behind have endured the unspeakable – Persevere


Face to face with the natural and unnatural – Threatened


Hallowed crevices forming like a protective layer – Hardened


Others were penetrated to their soft inner core – Broken


Sophisticated structures, made ruin with time – Perspective



Mortar warn down so deep, bricks appear floating – Animation


Years since they have been nurtured, cared for, loved – Sadness


Enough still stand to make out the stature of another time – Pride


Too much is missing to see the future, the path ahead – Fractured



A persistent spirit clings on with mortar of will – Fighting


Doors still hinged onto an unknown destiny – Clarity


Gripping onto the sunlight with one foot stuck in the past – Exposed