Photographing God

Camera’s pure view captures Him
Beyond lights, in floral munificence
Dimming after a three days’ wither.

At the end of wither lay His sleep
That closed eyes to a world going
A wife duly pressing wealthy feet.

Flowers in lights is human wither
A sleep in beauty, a fragrance lost
A beauty turned stale in a camera.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s