To Release the Shutter

Deep breath. Breathe slowly. What do you see? There’s a world on the other side of this prism. It’s speaking a language that moves so quickly if you don’t pause to listen closely you’ll miss it. This language is spoken in moments, moments which move so imperceptibly fast we call them instantaneous. Inhale, wait. Like points in space, moments have no bounds. They are continuous, like your slow breath in and out, always in motion. Each breath you take, energy is sent around your body; each moment in time invisible particles send waves of light throughout space. This is the world on the other side of the prism. A world which dances in waves that tell a story of an ocean and an eye. Exhale. A photograph. My love letter - To the world, I see you. The world, perhaps a person that smiles in glee, sends a message across the sea to all those with eyes. And I have the ability to capture it in silver grains. Memories once transferred to gray matter can be difficult to translate back, but grains of silver preserve the waves for all to see. This is what I see with my two human eyes. This is the energy I feel crossing through the prism only for a moment, a moment which encapsulates the spirit on both sides. You smile. I feel it. I release the shutter. Click!