Though the ancient eyes

“The ancient ones, had it done, and all out of rock too, with chisels and chicken bones no less“ Gun Roswall

Though the ancient eyes

They sure did know how to build them, on top of the tallest mountain as well, those gorgeous temples and other houses of worship, as they did, only using their bare hands and chicken bones, at least, that is the tale still being told. There might be other opinions out there, as how these ancient ones managed to build on this sphere, so many millennia ago, as even if they had nothing more to show for their tools other than perhaps, a few stone knives when called upon, to make something for their gods above. And so, they did, ever more upwards and higher, having the visions in their minds eye as to what the place would look like, and even out of spite, if no one else but their waring neighbours, the monuments were erected in the most unusual places. And so, because of that gut and effort and sweat and perhaps even soul, we, todays children, are able to admire and see, what the world was like as seen, through the ancient eyes.

Pillars of the queendom 

Athens, Greece

“They are the very essence of the structure, the very base of it standing, keeping things up and perhaps even running“ Gun Roswell 

Pillars of the queendom 

The rough looking ancient construct, not much to look at, not anymore anyway, but they are still standing there, smaller than before, albeit in somewhat of a rubble state, still keeping it all together as they are the tether, the glue, the very basis of the structure and so, despite the demise of the general of the house, some of it is still present today, even if the builders let it fall into a disarray, la long time ago. But thanks to these bold pillars still going on strong, building upon them to gently restore, the home of those who came before, is but an task so much motor easier than anticipated. And so without too much of hesitation, a new life is finally given to them, and when completed, this building too will stand tall and for a very long time, soon becoming a steppingstone so fine, a baseline of sorts,  for a whole queendom to be brought forth, the old and the new coming together, joined at the pillars with the invisible tether, standing in the same place, possibly even forever.

Faces (2)

“So many faces, even ancient ones” Gun Roswell

Faces

Faces Forward and Sideways

Faces off the wall;
Fast forward, backward,
Even, to the side
Expressions may vary,
From grouchy, to content
And even
To a widest of smiles
The ancient figures
On the relief of yesteryear
Quite approachable
In the now and here
Take a leap back to history
And you may end up
With quite a unique story!

Faces (1)

“So many faces, even ancient ones” Gun Roswell

Faces

Boy Face

A face from the past, made to last
In bronze it was carved, by an artist starved
A boys image, preserved through the lineage

Displayed as a portrait from ancient times
For the onlooker, a jolt of historic vibes
A charioteer, who never had any fear
Always delivering, far, beyond and even near

In his own time, perhaps an unknown figure
Now, in the present times, celebrated with vigor
Thus owning his place in continued history