STILL
A picture
still
only moving in our mind
memories traverse the boundaries
of love and hate
race and sex
As we come upon the picture
amongst the shuffle
we are again
in love
as we once were
we are again
that age
feelings re-emerge and
we realize we do
remember
We smile
viewing our picture with eyes
bulging from
the pit of our stomach
as feelings tug and
emotions nudge us
we are transported back
into that frozen frame
that possesses so many
more living dimensions
Years later
we view the scene from the perspective of the taker
seeing the bigger picture
that so engulfed the spirit
of the moment
that was unknowingly
laying behind us
we witness how small
we were in contrast
to the life and beauty
that laughed at us
as we turned our back
to them in ignorance
For they knew that we had not yet grown
as much as we had wished to believe
even smaller in scope to what we were to eventually experience
our focus
of course
was the lens
and how good
we looked in its eye
Sometimes
rarely
we find a picture of ourselves we approve
enjoy
celebrate
this rare film is then processed in a boastful manner
to be larger than life
in it we grow bigger
yet so does the background
that effortlessly overshadowed the smile
we practiced so hard to perfect
but had not yet the feelings
to match
In this lifetime
it is not what what lays behind
but what lays ahead
and the picture is ours to keep
it is a privilege
to view a picture
through someone else's eyes
to explore the dimensions in our mind
to trigger the feelings
we had
even for the second
it took to press a button
But that second
will never be forgotten
and will
always
be
remembered
still
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24 December 2017
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