There are some things in life that are beautiful untouched. Some time it demands you to leave it as it is. sometimes its very symbolic of what human life should be. is it trying to convey a message to me? is it my Muse? is it my teacher? is it my good friend? or my eternal lover? is it a mirror reflecting the universal law of connection? i donno what it means. i felt like touching it. was I in trance when i touched it? did i actually touch it? did i destroy it? did i make a mistake? i hate when questions frame my paragraphs. i think its better left untouched.
touched...
6 comments:
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it's your muse.
you came up with a lovely paragraph, and a photograph, at the same time.
the question isn't in touching things, really.
it's in letting things touch you.
and who knows, someday, with a little snippet like this, when you really aren't out to touch anybody, you do exactly according to that universality - you touch someone.
=) beautiful, peddums. simply.
touched.. and speechless.
it touched you and you dint destroy it cuz it will always be perfect to u wherever u go...
beautiful post...
thank you. burpoid, yasho and tsu.
beautifully captured. the droplets beat even precious gems. n yes somethings shudd be untouched. god bless cameras.
dont know how you did it...but seriously priceless
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