Still Pictures Transfrom

...and then darkness fell through a rocky bottom of lost innocence in the light of waning truths an aperture tore away the veil of discomfort tranquil as if nothing had happened at all shutters gathered speed at fast click exposed a lens out of immanent focus yearned for reflection and solutions counted images’ framed encounters a flash escaped a dew shield of tears mounted a memory in black and white fielded depth on the surface of images transcended shades reason feelings time warps of poignant recollections rearranged an impermanent future like poetry in constant motion the photo knows no secrets ...