for the moment that will stop me short and the wind will
be cut short in my chest. I'm eager to snap it,
without all the why, where and what is standing at the
end of my lens, I just know that capturing the instant
that master of master is gifting me , asking I share it
with the world. My camera is just an instrument,
my eyes are the brushes strokes to with mortals,
my fingers steady as rocks & will not make me miss
the beauty that lays at my feet.
Photographers, masters or novice, you all have the
best of 3 lives, the past, the present and your legacy for
the future all saved in our cameras....".
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