seeyat

The serene silence of nature in the night, the skies above flickering light

The mornings of dew covered leaves in the sun, the moon glis'ning eyes of each creature which runs

Majestic creations in time crafted rocks, the fossils within which can turn back the clock

Each day coloured diff'rent from all of the last, the still captured photos of all of this past

The power of rivers, our hearts they do quell, our lives in vicarious passing we dwell

A photo, a frame, untouched and the same, off'ring time to reflect, moments slip from our brain

Photography