beauty lies beyond capture,
though we chase moments, freezing frames.
a brush can interpret, but not replace.
descriptions fall short, unable to evoke.
subjectivity filtered,
by experience and bias.
yet, with this interpretation, there is a beauty.
for in the brushstrokes, words, and frames,
an interpretation remains.
not ‘the truth’, yet a truth in its own,
fragile way.
~csr
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