In the quiet of the day, I take my stance,
With my camera, in this escapist dance,
A simple step, out the door I stride,
In this journey, my sanity resides.
Through the lens, the world anew,
A still river, a sky so blue,
A man and his boat, drifting slow,
In these scenes, peace begins to grow.
It’s not about the where or the when,
But the act of seeing, again and again,
The world as it is, in its simple grace,
In each frame, a serene embrace.
A photowalk, a cure so simple and clear,
A way to see, to feel, to hear,
The subtle beauty of the everyday,
In each shot, my worries fade away.
I need not wander far or wide,
Nor seek grand vistas to abide,
Just a step outside, into the light,
With my camera, the world feels right.
In this practice, a lesson profound,
In the ordinary, wonder is found,
A still river, a man with his boat,
In these images, my thoughts float.
A break from the chaos, a moment of peace,
With each shutter click, a sweet release,
With just my camera, the world to roam,
In this photowalk, I find my way home.