“Prism”
wanting comfort
I peered through wings of glass
to see the future.
But instead of the future,
color began breaking
into a bouquet of time.
Seconds
Minutes
Hours
fracturing
until it was clear
that I was inside
every moment
and was no longer
afraid.
—-Photo and poem by Lynn Langmade Copyright 2012
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tinktastichana said:
Such a lovely photo!! The butterfly ‘s wings and background’s color are like stained glass. Just so beautiful.
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sewhite said:
So elegant!
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pixandum said:
yep, frckn yep.
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self-xpression said:
Breathtaking, Lynn…
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