Eyes

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This is a long exposure photo (30 sec). I played with 2 small torches. :D

 

(The above photo has been shot with the Samsung NX10)

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Eyes

 

A poem by Peter S. Quinn

 

When the day is onto the night

And my feelings are scattered around

In the depth of its embracing flight

With my heart in it nowhere found

 

When the clouds are drifting on high

And my shadows are growing here still

With a passion fallen to nearly die

In pointless mixtures of nothing to fill

 

I know my love is like clouds in sun

Rivers of going to the endless sea

Every thought is then on its own run

Departing all the steps inside of me

 

Love song that came and had to go wrong

With a dream in its black and white blue

Something to sing in an ongoing song

Everything there except the part of you

 

Sky of its falling onto the deep

Flowers of moments that never were here

Eyes of our emotion in bottomless sleep

The lights of our feelings once so near

 

You gave me dreams that never seem thru

All is thus endless and sleeping with stars

The days of continual all belong to you

Times are a changing deep wounds and scars

Done