I have too much to say but nothing to write. The words pause on the tips of my fingers. I want to convey the passion I’m feeling for a country old to the world but new to me. I want to spell the glory of its history, the poetry of its people. I want my words to embody my taste buds when they reach your eyes.
The sights leave me screaming with silence. I instill my hope in the camera to capture moments I cannot explain, only to look over them later and realize my eyes through the lens only tell a physical story rather than the emotional.
I have too much to say but nothing to write.
FlyInMyWine 