Seen but from within

She Sees A World

She looks through her lens
Points the camera out
Something there she cannot see
Unless she stands just so without

We are creatures caged in skin
From time to time the light leaks out
We cannot be seen but from within
In this there cannot be a doubt

This is not a cobalt urn
This is not a child at play
This is not a flower in bloom
She would not have it any other way.

She sees a world that is not there
Worlds hold still so she might see
A woman emerges that is not there
Her vision penetrates the heart of me.



Collect these dear moments
Against the losing of our time
Paste them carefully into a book
She will give you back your prime.

This is not a bench of blue
This is not a field of hay
This is not a word in sand
She would not have it any other way.

She sees a world that is not there
Worlds hold still so she might see
A woman emerges that is not there
Her vision penetrates the heart of me
Her vision penetrates the heart of me.

Joseph Gallo
December 31, 2008