Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter

Wednesday, December 10, 2003

Perfect Shot

Look above, over
the right shoulder this time.
Following, its following,
up there through the trees,
through leafless branches
reaching to the sky.
Suspended, illuminating
the entire perspective
when you glance back,
when you turn to face it.
Again, if I just had
the lens this time,
worked in just the right
exposure, I swear
I'd shoot the moon for you.

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