Stillness

All the empty bottles,
clay structures wet.
Soft sand , gentle feelings.

Life in the middle of the road,
with the gentle rains washing the ground.
Silence in the moments,
captured in the eyes.

An instant gives a picture,
of the world wide.
Time stays still.
Grandeur, riches,
dirt and filth.

In stillness, what do we have.
What do we think.
Is the remnant,
or the future.