Monday, March 18, 2013



Years ago I was different - my eyes saw worlds through another set of lenses in my mind.
I am older, my eyes are older, my mind sees worlds as they are not as I wish.

There are days I am saddened by my new vision, before, hope lived there.
There are days I am refreshed, excited, filled with joy, I will always be happy with tomorrow.

Younger me would never have created this image, he would not have seen it.
I see them every day, and smile - with and without a camera.

Wednesday, March 6, 2013

The Light Above


How can I walk a continent for more than two decades and not see the sky?
Can I pass under a sky without looking up?
Do I see in silence without my eyes, with skin and sound and scent?
Does Light penetrate into me without my knowing?
Is there a time when all the Light from all the years finally sallies from my soul and spreads across the world before me in such a display that even blindness could not prevent me from seeing,
the Light above.

Saturday, March 2, 2013

So Much Light Has Passed Through My Eyes


I was shocked at the interlude between postings here - many things have transpired photographically over these countless months. Neither my eyes or camera have not been idle. I have been collecting images for posting in a file of the same title as this blog, but until I opened the page to post - and had to search for the password to the blog - only then did I realize it had been two years - so much light has passed through my eyes. Most recently above in the old city streets of Kolkata India.