The Camera's Eye
by Michael Romani

A camera is a tool of simplicity
Through its eye the world takes shape
Images taken form the world for me
A connection of feelings we can't escape
There in a combination of spirit and soul
It transforms until the image takes control
Shining through as though its own design
Blending a concrete world into something sublime

Just as a human eye is known to reveal the soul
The camera reveals the world in its digital role
Even in the concrete depths of New York City
Where graffiti paints walls unwashed and gritty
More often than not, it's the lighting and texture
That brings about the synthesized bits of conjecture
Where taking a portrait is a capturing of magic
Catching a person's essence, from happy to tragic

There is a power in that focal point squared
There in the depth of field that shows there
A graphic composition that appears as though fearless
One of a kind, very unique and even peerless
The human condition is a solitary soul complex
With individual moral compasses that somehow connects
Each life a series of successes and of failure
Each of us together on this ocean; each a sailor

The opening of self has to be struggled for and earned
Although flying this high and close can get you burned
Like a sunflower opening up and reaching for that light
It is the power in compassion that burns so very bright
Pressing ever forward on into its own illumination
The face of each wears a sense of storybook fascination
There in an expression of humanity being faced
Is the portrait of another's life openly embraced

(c) June 26, 2017  Michael Romani
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