What lies beneath.   So seldom do we look below. What is the cause? Where do the roots lie?  What supports you, me, us? What keeps us from falling into death, despair, chaos?  If you live in Rochester or in the Northern suburbs you have driven across this bridge dozens if not thousands of times.  Each time never wondering, or thinking about what holds you up.  Sometimes what holds you up is nothing remarkable, sometimes however it is a thing of beauty based on the magic and physics of an arch.  Below that lies more beauty and life.  But you go by day after day, never seeing the crumbling of the infrastructure, or never seeing the troll living under that bridge, or the magic fish down in the river waiting to be caught.Those three wishes forever not asked for or granted.

Picture 11/16/16 words 12/1/16

© words and pictures Daniel DeMarle 2016