Here I stand, trying to capture the
Essence of a sky so nuanced that
It eludes words. Its portrait won't
Stand still for my machinations or
The manipulations of the light. I do
See more than my lens or a pencil
Can impart. I claim it all as my own
It is my view after all, but I miss the
Point, lose track of the essential as
I ponder the details and minutiae




This is the close-up I need to capture
If I want to stay true to the vision I see
From all the characteristics of beauty I
Can only lay witness to some and gape
As the sky unfolds before me light and
Dark. It is my view after all but I miss
The point, lose track of the essential.
The essence is the mystery of night
Falling. I looked up at this one moment.
This is the close-up I need to capture