Treasures

Treasures. More was revealed today. As I left the lure of the dunes and echoes, I found myself wandering between bits and pieces of color amongst the gray. A string here, bottles, a net and sandal. A jar, florescent tube, and rusting cans. Faded rope, a rubber sole and many sad balloons now deflated yet still attached to perky ribbons. Flotsam maybe, but a compilation like no other. Through the mists I made out a treasure trove, a sculptural offering by others of similar spirit as I. I made my contribution, the best from my stash ...and sat among it's many components to hear their stories.