Blown Away

When I see the beauty of a sunset, I am blown away.  When I try to capture the rising sun unveiling the day, I am blown away. Golden hours become my shrine of time.

When I feel the moist morning breeze upon my face, I am blown away.  A million questions pop into my head.  Answers slowly come as millions more are born.  I see, look, shoot, and wonder what is over the horizon.

The closer I look, the more I want a better macro lens or a microscope. The farther I look, the more I want a telescope. When I try to capture it all, I am blown away.

What more can I say? I am just blown away.

—Larry Smith