It may look like nothing more than a gunky
old basement window,
remnants of the vine of plant
imprinted in the paint of a wall...
Large brick columns or small pillars of brick railing,
depends on your perspective,
but peer through and see a doorway,
spindly branches in window reflections
A trail of lifeless leaves and abandoned rubbish,
or a trail of color and textures in tunneled light
juxtaposed with cement and pipe and brick...
Wooden forms in a darkened room,
stripped to bare construction;
a spot of light in the distance
surrounded by green...
You never know what you can spot if only you pause in your day...
and give way to curiosity.