Pictures From a Moving Car
Through open window, lifetimes travel fast –
the landscapes of the world pass in a blaze
of color, hurried strangers, outlined rays
of sunlight make the city lines contrast
with skylines. Like these scenes that flicker past,
the thoughts within my head, the hopes of days
that come and go, to capture in a phrase
will hold them close, to try to ever last.
Though often blurry, pictures can decode
the truth obscured in colored trails of light
and offer us a clearer look inside.
For no more wasted hours on endless roads,
for no more beauty missed in moments’ flight,
my lens, my word, a constant by my side.
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