At times I wish my eyes were a camera
Because the things I see are too beautiful not to capture.
The smiles of those around,
So carefree you'll get infected.
The colors of flora when the rain has departed
And the rain had covered the green in droplets-
Droplets that reflect the small rays of sun coming back.
The messily ethereal pond side,
Where algae and moss and tadpoles and stones
Perfectly fill in the space.
The neighborhood cat laying on the soft grass
Of the family who just redid their lawn.
Her soft paws stretched out
So that she could bathe in every inch of sunlight.
The sunset you see on the last day of summer vacation,
The exact image of the word twilight.
However, the portrait will never be caught on phone,
For the colors seem to dull and the sun decides to shy away.
I realize such magnificent depictions cannot and should not
Be captured.
Things so ephemeral should last their short time,
In the eyes, in person.
It'd be rude to steal their moment in a photograph,
So, I subside to having memories.
At this time, I'm glad my eyes
Aren't a camera,
But binoculars instead.
Apr 1
Apr 1, 2026 at 10:43 AM UTC
At times I wish my eyes were a camera
Because the things I see are too beautiful not to capture.
The smiles of those around,
So carefree you'll get infected.
The colors of flora when the rain has departed
And the rain had covered the green in droplets-
Droplets that reflect the small rays of sun coming back.
The messily ethereal pond side,
Where algae and moss and tadpoles and stones
Perfectly fill in the space.
The neighborhood cat laying on the soft grass
Of the family who just redid their lawn.
Her soft paws stretched out
So that she could bathe in every inch of sunlight.
The sunset you see on the last day of summer vacation,
The exact image of the word twilight.
However, the portrait will never be caught on phone,
For the colors seem to dull and the sun decides to shy away.
I realize such magnificent depictions cannot and should not
Be captured.
Things so ephemeral should last their short time,
In the eyes, in person.
It'd be rude to steal their moment in a photograph,
So, I subside to having memories.
At this time, I'm glad my eyes
Aren't a camera,
But binoculars instead.
I always find myself seeing the most beautiful things in nature, things I wish I could photograph to keep forever. But I never get the chance to because the moment is either too short, or the photo doesn't capture the view the way it is. Now that I think about it, I think that those moments that have been happening for eons upon eons, aren't meant for being captured in modern technology.
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