His tool is a lens that zooms in and zooms out ...
he is like a wizard playing hocus-pocus,
till the image comes into focus.
He plays with light
to capture a smile, a moment, a place,
otherwise lost forever from sight.
His camera is always on,
to catch those wonders
before the light changes and all is gone.
An artist, a poet, is how he feels,
his photographs express beauty and peace.
All singular compositions
but just one absolute masterpiece.
Softly and silently they fly
never reaching the sky,
just inches above the ground,
from flower to flower without a sound.
Fragile wings their only attire,
delicate and beautiful to admire,
like petals fluttering in a fairy dance
all in quiet religious romance.
From God's gentle clasp they drift away
to a bush or tree their eggs to lay
and so the life cycle starts anew
as for every creature, nature's process is due.
Love is blind.
By Sue55
A life without surprises was the only life she knew
when all of a sudden, along came you.
She wasn't looking but somehow you swept her off her feet
like a mighty Autumn wind that blows
dead leaves in the street.
So untaught and naive, so simple was her soul,
to your charm she fell, victim to your spell.
There was magic in your fingertips, magic in your touch ...
magic in your whispers, never had she experienced such.
Spellbound you held her, in a world of dreams
of enchanted realms
and together you wondererd
into a world unlike her own,
a passion beyond her imagination,
a love, to her unknown.
Soon the magic vanished
What are we?
We are stardust,
we are light,
we are gems that shine in the night.
What are we?
We are water,
we are rain,
we are teardrops on a window pane.
What are we?
We are air,
we are sky,
we are a breeze that whispers in July.
What are we?
We are earth,
we are dust,
we are soil that sustains earth's crust.
What are we?
We are day
we are night,
we are souls like birds in flight.
What are we?
We are life!
By Sue55
His tool is a lens that zooms in and zooms out ...
he is like a wizard playing hocus-pocus,
till the image comes into focus.
He plays with light
to capture a smile, a moment, a place,
otherwise lost forever from sight.
His camera is always on,
to catch those wonders
before the light changes and all is gone.
An artist, a poet, is how he feels,
his photographs express beauty and peace.
All singular compositions
but just one absolute masterpiece.
Softly and silently they fly
never reaching the sky,
just inches above the ground,
from flower to flower without a sound.
Fragile wings their only attire,
delicate and beautiful to admire,
like petals fluttering in a fairy dance
all in quiet religious romance.
From God's gentle clasp they drift away
to a bush or tree their eggs to lay
and so the life cycle starts anew
as for every creature, nature's process is due.
Love is blind.
By Sue55
A life without surprises was the only life she knew
when all of a sudden, along came you.
She wasn't looking but somehow you swept her off her feet
like a mighty Autumn wind that blows
dead leaves in the street.
So untaught and naive, so simple was her soul,
to your charm she fell, victim to your spell.
There was magic in your fingertips, magic in your touch ...
magic in your whispers, never had she experienced such.
Spellbound you held her, in a world of dreams
of enchanted realms
and together you wondererd
into a world unlike her own,
a passion beyond her imagination,
a love, to her unknown.
Soon the magic vanished
What are we?
We are stardust,
we are light,
we are gems that shine in the night.
What are we?
We are water,
we are rain,
we are teardrops on a window pane.
What are we?
We are air,
we are sky,
we are a breeze that whispers in July.
What are we?
We are earth,
we are dust,
we are soil that sustains earth's crust.
What are we?
We are day
we are night,
we are souls like birds in flight.
What are we?
We are life!
By Sue55
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