We can see more than the image our brain processes from the photons collected by our eyes. The image from a photograph and the words on a piece of paper can communicate so much more!

Stretch and touch the sky

Reaching, soaring, aching to touch the sky,
My spirit drifts upwards, releasing a sigh
That intertwined with many fingered branches,
Creating illusions, stirred by magical trances.

​At last, I walk head down, on the shadowed path,
Pushing aside faint whispers of echoing wrath;
Memories of branches weaving in lightning’s glare,
Thunder bellowing, rippling sound through rain soaked air.
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Seeing Our World

Slow down, open your eyes, and catch a vision