My Mirror

By Hina

Frozen Water

The camera caught the water
froze it at a moment of time
preserved as drops, bits of eternity
etched right there
on the square of film
seeing what the human eye cannot see
the beauty in the pauses between
the rushing water
over rock and falls
broken into tiny droplets
saved and framed on my wall.

Frozen Water by Raymond A. Foss

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