Belinda, who writes at busymindthinking posted a few pictures clicked by her son Ethan for his photography class here. With her permission, I borrowed this beautiful picture for this post. Ethan, you are a genius 🙂 Hope you have a fantastic journey as a photographer…
With the autumn sun burning my skin, I feel barren within. The hues of the Sky bathe me blue while I stare at it, naked and baring my emotions. I’d like a moment of calm to look at myself, to witness the lost beauty and the absence of the greens I flaunted, not long ago, with sheer delight.
I breathe…I inhale my shame. I swallow…and I swallow my embarrassment. I cry…I cry out my disgrace. Having lost my sheen with those withered leaves, I fear that no one will remember the beauty that once adorned this bare twig.
I look around…I see no soul. I stand alone, counting the number of blue mornings before spring shows. I pray…I pray with my heart and soul, to not be forgotten, for them to not let go…for them to stop by me and tease me, by plucking my leaves and indulging my excitement as they do so.
And by a miracle, one of them stops by. He takes a look at me and I see a gleam in his eye. With a smile, he captures a picture of me. I have been captured for the rest of the world to see. And I am reminded by a simple boy, that the beauty is in his eye. And not in my shameful being, nor my naked thoughts, he saw what his eyes sought.
A lonely tree against the beautiful sky, I made for a picture an Elegant Sight!
Picture Credit: Ethan (look for more here).