When I look through the lens, I feel alive
Capturing all that is, all that once was
My thoughts, they take the backseat while I drive
Beauty: not despite the eye, but because

Treetops reaching out to a cloudless sky

A boy thinking of being somewhere else
These are brisk moments frozen in time, I –
Could not witness if I were not myself
Tired eyes widen by a lover’s gaze
Go from being a pool to an ocean
Awoke by vision, out of his daze
A story that’s better shown not spoken
And once I have seen all that is to be
My camera restores my eye back to me