My Mission

is this heaven or earth?

the distinction is blurred

and the words are useless anyway…

bliss, pure peace, sublime,

the words are pale,

too limiting, too finite

like trying to hold a gurgling brook

in a makeshift cardboard box

so should i give up then?

stop trying to convey

what i’ve been witness to this day?

the answer is clear

before the question is even asked

if i don’t at least attempt

to bring a small morsel to you,

tarnished though it may be

and wrapped in a crude childlike fashion

i will have fallen short

in what i came here to do

my mission unfulfilled.

hence, the photos...

though they too fall short,

they can stretch the meaning of the words

at least a teeny bit closer

to the wonder of a moment

that today has graced my soul.