The Camera Obscura

Poetry

Photo by the Author

Goethe never knew this.
’Tis true.
The truth that you transcend the imagination.
In a permanent flux, you evolve into a more beautiful soul — more radiant than the former. With every thought, you exceed the previous.
No more beautiful a creation could there be, and no more would I see.
To embrace, to understand — mine eyes the camera
In reverence — for I no longer thirst, feel the hurt of hallucinations conjured by the…