Not even the longest motion picture can capture you. All the points of view in each mind you could vividly show.
You are so gentle with my eyes, and I could reminisce the grains of wood for their scent you carry with you.
The sepia tone is your coat which encloses those vibrant color of each character walking, creeping, or flying in each and every leaf as I internalize they brightly glow.
And you have the power for time, for in every flip of excitement I make, the clock ticks faster, that it was already sundown, when I took a breather and looked out the window.
When I was small and did not know about you, I always wonder how they were able to stare for hours on you, when the pictures you show are but one or two. But now I know, during that day when I decided to tarry for a few, you held me in place and at peace as you showed me a whole new world inside of you.
Original note: From my Olive Tree notes Aug 2013