Missing Flash.

 I was there breathing underwater,

breathing into the silence.

Watching the fish while it goes, 

swimming like pros in the artistic blue water.

And again my flash was missing.

I was there in the middle of the pacific ocean,

Away from the crowd, away from the loud noises, and away from the questions.

With the stunning sky, the freezing water, the mighty winds, and the powerful waves.

And yet again my flash was missing.

I was there watching the years grow, 

I was there When the seeds grew into a tree,

 I was there when the homeless birds found a home in that tree.

And yet again my flash was missing.

Years passed, minutes passed, and yet again my flash was missing

But now my imagination had become real

which I had now captured in the flash of my heart.

                                        -Rabani Dhingra