The soul takes disruptions,

crashes, malice,

and inconceivable brutalities —

and then

it somehow lifts,

flies and loves again.

A veil of injustice is removed

and life is seen

the way the Divine intended to show it:

through a photographic lens

that magnifies the beauty,

extracts a moment,

and captures it in color.

This is the moment it knows

when all else around

becomes a backdrop.

Once that scene becomes the focus

nothing else really matters –

nothing is ever the same again.


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