As day begins to end, so do the shadows lengthen.
As our years advance, so does our experience grow.
As the sun grows dimmer so does the light diminish.
As we grow older so do our experiences become lesser.
As the ageing machine becomes worn, it begins to falter.
As the evening falls, the memory of the day persists.
As our life is more confined so does our experience sustain the fires of memory and our wisdom grows...
and also part of the My Sunday Photo meme,
and also part of the Spiritual Sundays meme.
