Once a gallop of joy,
now a horse of rust and silence.
Still it waits,
coin slot empty,
for one last ride.
now a horse of rust and silence.
Still it waits,
coin slot empty,
for one last ride.
This image, with its aged and weathered horse ride, evokes a powerful sense of American Wabi-Sabi—the beauty of impermanence and use, found not in temples, but in roadside Americana.
Wabi-Sabi, in its original Japanese form, teaches us to find elegance in the incomplete, the worn, the humble. Here, it's transposed to a more rural, rusted context—faded paint, cracked plastic, and the quiet memory of childhoods long passed.
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