What is meant by an iron will?

Maybe a thing forged anew each morning

Broken by sundown?

Pieces scattered waiting

Till light and warmth readies them for another breaking.

Coming On but Slowly

Things taking time

to be what they will,

Ideas forming along

state change lines.

Does this death feel more illusionary

Since feeling and love and promise

spring forth from what’s left of it?

Grand Canyon (Yellowstone)

Believe me, I shot all the waterfall pictures too. 😉