He lies wide eyed.
The opaque stream reflects no sky
betrays no emotions
nothing is impressed on the canvas anymore.
that’s how he was described by all
as he gave everything a riveting look
stopped on the way of his routine chores
lost in his own wandering thoughts
stealing and storing on those orifice
the wonders that often pass as mundane
letting not the smallest bit to escape
like a crazy collector on a wild run of filling his scrapbook.
He lies wide eyed.
His unblinking eyes still in awe of the stored marvels
and silently pleading the approaching fingers
not to shut them!
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