Majestical Moments

Majestical Moments

 

Why am I caught in this majestic landscape,

Where the sky spills gold at dawn’s first breath,

And mountains stand like ancient sentinels,

Guarding the quiet secrets of the earth?

I wander here, camera poised, eyes wide,

Capturing fragments of a world so vast,

Each click a heartbeat, each frame a sigh,

A collection of moments, the best of the best,

Gathered like treasures to send to you.

A Gift for Your Eyes

My want is for them to catch your morning eyes,

When the light is soft, and the world still dreams.

May they slip into your waking thoughts,

A gentle reminder of beauty, unasked for,

Captured in the stillness of real time.

Each image, a whisper from my world to yours,

A bridge of pixels and light, spanning the distance,

Bringing you here, if only for a fleeting second,

To stand beside me in the quiet awe.

The Shower of Attention

Maybe it’s as silly as it sounds,

This ache, this quiet plea beneath the surface,

That I want to take a shower in your attention,

To stand beneath the steady stream of your gaze,

Let it wash over me, warm and unrelenting,

Each drop a moment of your focus, pure and whole.

It would cleanse me of doubt, of the spaces between us,

Leaving me renewed, seen, and held in your regard,

If only for the briefest, most precious while.

A Promise of Time

Set an alarm clock, if you must, to measure the gift,

I’ll promise you, I’ll hold you to only five small minutes,

A sliver of your day, a breath in the rush of thousands.

But in those minutes, let me bask, let me linger,

In the glow of your presence, however brief.

For even a handful of seconds, tethered to you,

Would be enough to carry me through the hours,

A fleeting connection, yet a lifeline all the same.

The Landscape Within

And so I remain, caught in this majestic place,

Not just of earth and sky, but of hope and yearning.

Each photograph, a piece of my quiet devotion,

Sent to you like letters, sealed with the light of dawn.

I capture the world, but it’s you I seek to hold,

In the stillness, in the majesty, in the unspoken.

Perhaps one day, you’ll see beyond the frames,

And find me there, waiting, in the landscape of your thoughts.