Black and white photos can play tricks
and keep you from the truth.
The people in the photos have not changed.
They remain, they are no different:
young and beautiful,
to the fullness of life.
See how they pose in elegant awareness?
Are they hoping that one day we would meet them here?
We are the ones so far-away…
When did we stop holding hands?
Were we duped by some false ending?
Did time sweep us away?
Perhaps we’ll meet again
when the colors of life return:
Azure, crimson, indigo, jade…
I can almost feel her beauty
in royal blue…