Walk the path.
And when you can’t anymore;
Walk another step,
and another.
Growth is uncomfortable
and precious.
And time –
a single grain of sand.
Of all the light there is,
the one we don’t see
is the brightest of all.
Poem by Ansua Dutta-Wystup
I’ll use an entry-level DSLR and standard kit lens (18-55mm) as an example.
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Sometimes it is enough
to touch a blade of grass
and feel it breathe
in the space between the fingers.
I kneel down to pray,
turning inward
to touch that place of silence.
And grace rains on me
from an ever darkening
saffron evening sky.
Poem by Ansua Dutta-Wystup
