sometimes

Sometimes

the world is so beautiful, an ache forms in my chest– 

    the bright sky, the dark trees, 

    the smooth but terrifying seas–

my breath is taken away

 

Sometimes 

the loveliness compels me to snap a photo, 

the setting sun and painted skies 

still my trembling soul 

 

Sometimes 

I wish to climb inside those freeze frames, 

to steady myself in all the color.