I've been known to be quite criptic in the past...
so with a title such as this, I certainly take no exception.
But tonight I heard some words...
from one whom I certainly hope will not have been his last.
Above all it made me realize...
that just as my furnace begins to sputter its last bit of warm breath...
I too may have but just one night more...
before my life as well should pass.
I spend my days taking pictures now...
as if to capture what I love.
A building...a daughter...
a game...a shadow...
a source of everlasting light.
At first it was for fun...
A way to make each day count...
And it was then that I noticed
how quickly that each one did in fact come to pass.
Work all day...
Take a picture...
Come home...
Share with the world...nary a word was spoken.
What then would become of these pictures?
To whom and to what would be the worth?
A memory?
A legacy?
They are my eyes...what I see.
Even then, without my mind, they are nothing more than pixels
a lyric without a melody
dare I say...
If a picture tells a thousand words...
then perhaps I have spoken plenty...
and have said all that there was to say.
But did you listen?
If only people would look with their heart...
and listen to their eyes..
They would hear the song...
that plays through my heart.
...for it is there that you will find me.
Love you all~
Goodnight-
