"Dada Descending a Staircase"

"Dada Descending a Staircase"

The mist, the moon, the night, the sky.

The sun, the sounds, the ray's of light.

The river, the rocks, the time goes by.

The telling, the treacherous, the universal sigh.

Wrote this quickly this morning, the title may not seem to have anything to do with the subject matter unless you look up "Dadaism" or have some basic knowledge of art history...think Hugo Ball. He is an artist who once said (about Dadaist artists) "For us, art is not an end in itself ... but it is an opportunity for the true perception and criticism of the times we live in."