On the Way

Ever changing
Never ending

Where nothing seems to happen for the one rushing by
Where the world unfolds for the one looking for it

Changing at every step taken, at every minute passing
Merging with its background at one moment, reflecting light the next one
Presences on the verge of absence
Impossible to grasp in one glance

Withstanding its own weight through tension
the inherent fragility of the glass invites to become more cautious
to look twice at every details