Yet to be realized, Bow as they pass
Heres a photo I took on a little photowalk I did with Alisha to test out a Nikkor 85mm she had stashed away. This photo is set to prose from my favorite Shins song - Those to Come. (click to see a higher res version)
Quaking leaves and broken light
Shifting skin the coming night
The bearers of all good things arrive
Climb inside us, twist and cry
A kiss on your molten eyes
Myriad lives like blades of grass
Yet to be realized, bow as they pass
They are cold, Still, Waiting in the ether,
To form, Feel, Kill, Propagate,
Only to die
Dissolve Magically, Absurdly, They’ll end,
Leave, Dissipate, Coldly
And strangely return
