In the Dust and the Decay

There is beauty in the way the city moves between the grooves of the present and the past. Modern buildings standing tall, amid them all an old granite church, with pigeons perched in its stained-glass windows. The faint glow of the streetlights upon a scruffy shrub. Mourning doves picking their way through the pavement. Graffiti embellished tenement walls, spray painted with words, like verses from an ancient tome. Squalid homes displayed behind rusted gates. Wooden crates stacked in alleyway corners on an ordinary day. Beauty portrayed in the dust and the decay of everyday living.