Shining threads

Shining threads

Thursday, 18 August 2011

She captures

She captures. The moment.

In a single frame.

She hooks in my curiosity with that one card amongst many.

We are whole yet made of many strands. The strings of life woven through our choices and attractions.

She seizes the attention of the audience.

Holding a few hundred in a field of devotion.

Her manner executes a subtle imperialism, whose captives are willing and surrendered.

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