Photograph 3 (series)

PHOTOGRAPH # 3

It is a photograph of a window, taken from the inside, looking out into the sunrise through the trees.

The window is divided into eight sections by thin wooden beams. Of the inside room

only a curtain is visible, in the silent dark of dawn. Shadows envelop the room, while

the sun begins to illuminate the world outside.

In those moments the world feels like a reverie, the weight of the dark being lifted with

each minute, as the sun glides it’s way up and spills a pool of yellow in its path.

I lay awake in that dark room for hours, waiting for it- I remember it well,

sleep unable to save me from

the thousand little laughters of the clock, mocking me. Exacerbating my already

troubled mind, tugging at the fraying strings and letting go...

until the sun rose, painting my face in light.