That captures a photographer’s eye:
Sometimes it’s a color, a shape, or a line,
A shadow, a pattern, or maybe a scrawl
Of a word that hints of some song
That brings back a memory — who knows?
But as Pasteur said,
Chance favors the mind that’s prepared,
And so we respond to the moment, trusting
That whatever the impulse that guides us,
There’s something that longs —
Or deserves — to be seen;
An opportunity not to be missed.
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