Beneath the fire lies the mutt and next to him the TV sings sonnets of historical significance.
To the right, the young fellow explores not the depths of the sea but of the web of a spider.
To the left, the elderly broad wears her dated robe once adored by her husband and reflects on her life full of indiscretion.
In the middle, the lady moves her hand across the bark forging lines of wisdom.
Above, is the Almighty whom sees nothing but black and white outlines indulging in personal delights.
No signs of misdeeds although the room is flooded.
The mutts overindulgence, the fellows curiosity, the elders ambition, the lady’s segregation and the Almighty’s evasiveness.