I stare at my blank wall
And find it not blank at all
But filled with grooves and shapes
Which would seem to define the way
For anything I’d try to fill in
And with that in mind, I begin

MaryLiz Bender
Futurist Composer & Space Age Storyteller
I stare at my blank wall
And find it not blank at all
But filled with grooves and shapes
Which would seem to define the way
For anything I’d try to fill in
And with that in mind, I begin