capturing, free

[tree stark flare]


i'm taken to capture every day the sky through my windows changing it calls to me as if the moment can be captured because then it is gone the photo just a small piece of the moment because really they are faceted even though short much happens. my heart is heavy light yet heavy trodden it doesn't make sense i want to shake my fist at the sky but it only takes my breath away. i know this is only but a small short piece.  i want to go away into the horizon swallowed horizons i want to map you out.