You see a picture
of a rainbow
and yet, did you capture
the dancing winds
which carried the clouds
which carried the rain
the soothing fall
dancing with the Glory
of Light
shining beyond spectrums
caught in a moments
Did you see
the Soul of the Rainbow
crying
from your Picture/Prison
dying
to be free
not to be confined
by any angle.
You took a picture
of the sky
at midnight
and cried as the blackness
overwhelmed the stars
the tender graces |
a moment's
light
forgotten as you filter
behind the glass lens
greys away to
Black and White
Imprisoning Reality
as a falling star
cries in Glory
"I am alive!"
The next time you picture
a Man or Woman
imprisoning them behind
your glassy eyes,
know that their lives fade
to lines on their face
their true beauty
dances - just out of your reach
as Focus and Filter;
Frame and Shutter,
shelter you from Reality
So when you next Judge
for the right Perspective
know that your Picture is
Incomplete. |
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