What do I see?

"How do you get those pictures?" "What is it you see that lets you take them?"

I see beauty. That's all. Simple enough. ...and complex enough. I see 'different', the ripple in the pattern. I see what isn't seen unless your eyes are open and your mind is disconnected from the day to day world, all the while living in the day to day world. I see because I've asked to see... {"Open the eyes of my heart, Lord"}

Only one petal left...

I see the uniqueness of this flower: gone, but yet? Perhaps with another angle? ...and then looking at the shot on the modern equivalent of a light table, a title comes to mind; and a flower that had been stripped of its finery can now live on in another medium.

'She loves me...'

That's what I've been given to see.

08/2003 * || send comment