The capture of the moment

There's still some residual scenes or thoughts running through my little head. Like this moment looking up into the sky. I try to forget but I cannot. I try to ignore but my conscience kept it there. I need to pray for peace, of my mind, of my poor soul. But most of all, my prayer must go to one person who has vanished like smoke, for that was where I left all my love and peace.......

(Photo: Wandering in North Point on a bright and hot day... as the battery fell into the shutter inside the camera. It was then when my heart, like this dark, heavy and solid object, fell into the bottomless abyss and was never to be found again)