Below is one of my photos, which is actually a conceptual photograph meant to represent Walt Whitman's poem Unseen Buds. This poem reached out and touched my heart. It and speaks to me personally. I feel like I now am bursting with all these "unseen buds" below my surface that I really never knew were there! I'm thrilled to be on this journey in photography and I hope you all are able to share in this with me!
Unseen Buds
By Walt Whitman
Unseen buds, infinite, hidden well,
Under the snow and ice,
under the darkness,
in every square or cubic inch,
Germinal, exquisite, in delicate lace,
microscopic, unborn,
Like babes in wombs, latent, folded, compact, sleeping;
Billions of billions, and trillions of trillions of them waiting,
(On earth and in the sea—the universe—the stars there in the heavens,)
Urging slowly, surely forward, forming endless,
And waiting ever more, forever more behind.
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| Unseen Buds |
