Camera obscura there
Lying restive...a peaceful trance...
Only when the peacocks dance-
Or when the sun shines perchance...
The restive thing takes nosedive,
To the ocean, becoming the thing alive!
It wriggles full to its shutter-speed
And follows the dances to the lead...
It captures all waves spread through ether
Waves running hither n thither!
Lying restive...a peaceful trance...
Only when the peacocks dance-
Or when the sun shines perchance...
The restive thing takes nosedive,
To the ocean, becoming the thing alive!
It wriggles full to its shutter-speed
And follows the dances to the lead...
It captures all waves spread through ether
Waves running hither n thither!
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