They choose to see one as stuck
Simply because they cannot understand
Motionless, idle and unprogressive
But is it really so?
Or perhaps the point of view from a perspective subjective?
That within itself…
Knows not which way to choose?
Look upon today…
But see only yesterday
Vision on a delay?
Fail to see adjustments
The bending of…
Now beyond breaking
If a reed be captured
By a photographer’s lens
On a breezy day well into a lean,
Will not that same reed stand tall in the sun on a calmer day?
The pictures visualized are only in the eyes of the beholder
Freeze framed in a mind
Or animated like pictures on pages
Rapidly flipped through in a heart
so fast like the wings of a hummingbird
appearing still to the naked eye,
yet beating fiercely unseen
Capturing the hover…
the purposeful burst of speed at the appointed time
which the eyes simply are not allowed to follow
awaiting to be discovered
in new eyes.