The Wreckage

The winds of change blow in time’s one way course, waft from the fading end to an unknown another, as the momentum they gather from the power the spurt of history gives, it goes on increasing ever, the direction they receive from the coded message, the current events provide can’t ever be altered, the intent they read on the social landscape page, people delicately design, can never be changed. Civilizations blew away in the destined gale, the Indus valley turned into a great desert, empires collapsed on decayed time in gusty squall, lie scattered in archaeological sites and in art, all ordained to meet the change from the start. The mankind sheds the unwanted old grime, like the dry leaves of summer the winds sweep, and bury under thick sands of the senile time. The indomitable spirit rises from the debris, new generations of beliefs and values emanate, that survive as long as they can strongly defy the forces of fated change the winds generate, and the strike of destined wrath time arrows apply, transforming fast and invisibly the insipid core of the traditional society of integrity and unity into a new deceptive one that seems steeped permanently in intolerance and in hostility, infusing a sense of change that gradually sips in, traditional concepts of living slowly recede, families and relationships disintegrate within to morph into the present-day fragile breed, desperately designed to meet rather blindly the demands of current times made irrationally. The shape and the space of mind’s frame alter with changing pictures it holds, but doesn’t know the time and the people that are constant movers, displayed in the kaleidoscopic everlasting show, the winds of change visibly perform as they blow. If the storm is strong, wrecking civilization landscape, everything on its way crumbles beyond recognition. So savagely the winds surge nothing survives to retrieve from the wreckage that can’t be swept aside, it stays on, for everything drags everything into the ruins. July 3, 2020 Contest : Strand Completely New (4), Any Theme Any Form Sponsor : Brian Strand