There is absolutely no reason to take this picture,
There is nothing interesting about it.
It doesn’t have contrast,
There is nothing significant.
Yet I can’t help myself.
Snap, Shutter, Snap, Snap.
Capture, whatever it might have been, it is now forever imposed in my camera.
Maybe one day I will figure it out,
Part of me hopes that isn’t true,
There is something forever interesting about
What might have been, what could be.
Most
of all
Mystery.
What was once dormant,
Below the surface,
Awakens for warmth.
Cool mornings now,
Lead to sun-filled days.
The bleak has been
Replaced with the beautiful.
The barren replaced
With the plentiful.
New opportunity.
New chances.
Optimism of what’s to
come.
Surrounds you.
Engulfs you.
Don’t be foolish,
Spring into your moment.
Predatory, sweeping in from above.
The prey had no chance of survival.
It was not fair,
Natural order can rarely be fair.
The little birds try to put up a fight.
Dive, maneuver, hope for a break;
The end always seems,
Inevitable.
But once and a while nature,
Allows for an opportunity.
Taken.
Just Once.
The possibility.
On a cool balmy morning the mist still covering the low laying hills, the separation of structure and nature is gone. Seamlessly the tepee has risen from the earth; creating a fortress only previously seen in fairytales. This is the type of place where a good book is meant to be written or read, it can take a person to another place. Happy Friday!
HIKE. BIKE. DRINK.
College Level Drinking, Elementary Level Writing
A Poet's Journey by Manivillie Kanagasabapathy
An introvert's guide to the human experience
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