The following is another re-blog which has not appeared through the pressing of buttons, rather  taking the original text and placing it here for your enjoyment. I do this when no re-blog button is seen on the original post and leave a link to the original blog so people can look into this ‘chosen one’ a little farther. This author’s blog is beyond the edges of wordpress, and is a cornucopia of information, games, fun, lists of interesting people who blog from all over the webosphere, odd films, the Cloud only knows what else, and well worth a visit. It can be found here – And the original poem is here.


18% Grey by – Michael S. DeBurger

Many moments spent gazing upon the ground glass. Framing the scene.
Creating the view. Waiting for the ‘click’.

The click belonging not so much to the hardware shutter but rather
to the mind’s eye-opener.

That splended moment when all the elements within the box come together
in perfect balance (or awesome chaos.)

It’s a butterfly chase. It’s a lightning witness. It’s a eureka moment of grand discovery.
It’s a warm kiss on the cheek.

The photographers spirit.