Shining City of the hill: Salt and Light

Spoken of as 'the shining city on the hill', this work questions that constant suggestion from our nation's mouthpieces.

The 'salt and light' that perhaps we once were, seems to be dissolving; our 'shine' now a patina of yellow green tarnish reflecting distorted in the shattering radiance.

Our unity is our only true strength; for, within us, nothing splintered stands. All things shattered fall.

This piece suggesting perhaps the Salt is dissolving, the light is fading, and the City splintering around it's paper-mache beliefs of ever lasting strength.

This not a political statement but an observational one, perhaps a philosophical one. But certainly, I feel, an accurate one.

We must find strength in common ground. We must all propagate a unity. Or we will splinter as consummate individuals. The salt is melting back into the sea. The sun will set through the light of prism of what we create.