Photo by Ilse at Beantown Daily Photo
Captured moments
frozen in stone
(or photographs . . .
or words)
I've lived that feeling.
I know its rush.
It's can't-not-singness,
don't care who frowns.
Captured moments
frozen in stone
(or photographs . . .
or words)
I've lived that feeling.
I know its rush.
It's can't-not-singness,
don't care who frowns.
Photo by Lawrence Lui
Running barefoot in snow, fists clenched -
how you see a thing
Images mirroring muted responses, abruptly awakened
like cold water splashed on a tired face
Look, look what's happening, Look
Joy, YES!
but this also. This other.
Rock solid or crumbling; real, imagined,
everything mixed, location just a backdrop.
Yes! comingling with NO, twin minds sharing the same pulse
The who not important, the why irrelevant.
Words useless here.
Hearing it. Seeing it. Feeling it.
Life.
Running barefoot in snow, fists clenched -
how you see a thing
Images mirroring muted responses, abruptly awakened
like cold water splashed on a tired face
Look, look what's happening, Look
Joy, YES!
but this also. This other.
Rock solid or crumbling; real, imagined,
everything mixed, location just a backdrop.
Yes! comingling with NO, twin minds sharing the same pulse
The who not important, the why irrelevant.
Words useless here.
Hearing it. Seeing it. Feeling it.
Life.
