I love it because you saw something. No: rather, something invited your gaze to linger and see beauty, And you paused long enough to catch this wisp Before it passed like a plaything through the hands of a child. You will say that you just took a picture. You are young. I will say that you just listened to God. For that is how God works: You feel the movement first, then act, And the movement stays with you like the lingering sounds of the bell rung, Till even the silence is delicious and free. You have captured this picture. But even more, the picture has captured you.