How to capture it all?
I was no photographer
My paint brushes, I have retired
And words simply do not belong
On a cover
The same way they fit
In my mouth, or march along the surface
Of these pages.
How to capture it all?
The sounds, the smells, the...
Climbing up the height of the sky in staggered steps
To somewhere, up there
Where the sky above holds infinite space
For each pair of eyes to look up and see something different
In the unanimous blue.
The line about refraction in the aqueous humour is more poetic than scientific. I mean technically the aqueous humour is water, and water refracts light....but refraction as described in the poem has nothing to do with how our eyes function to give us vision. Just wanted to make that clear. I like how the line sounds though.
اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.
