Relics of the past that we preserve and cherish

A reminder of what came before

Our history told by sculptures and paintings

Our memories guarded by paper and stone

We look in awe at these works of art

Celebrating them as pinnacles of our existence

For what better feeling is there than to leave a legacy —

Something to show for generations on end

But as time will have it, the beauty won’t last

No matter how well we fabricate our stories,

The cracks will show and the luster won’t last

Yet there’s beauty in the impermanence of paper and stone

It mirrors our fleeting lives

And we turn to dust, once and for all.

Art Imitates Life

By Lennie Adaza