I didn’t take a picture of the sunrise
today. I watched the sunrise. I couldn’t take a picture of the coffee’s
aroma I enjoyed brewing.
I took a picture years ago, like so many before and after, stored it
in a box and hoped to put it in an album for memory’s sake. I went through one of
those boxes… so many wondrous moments… dear people… precious sunrises… snapped
a picture… walked away… put it in a box.
The only pics that bring back those
instances, and loved ones, are the times I paused and appreciated... at the click…
the strobe flash... the nano-second of time passed... sealed them in the heart to love and hold... the smile... the grace of a glance... the dancer's leap... the crimson glow of light flickering off the leaves at sunset... ahhh.
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