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----------------------- Poem ----------------------

The photograph............................................

Thru the eye of a forgiving box,
I engrave framed images,
As to keep from them only the most beautiful part;
The one that heals the hearts.

I smile to light that reveals hidden artworks or just a line.
With every new gaze a new painting comes to life...
Image of glory and splendor...
Image of strength and emotion...
Image of meekness and silence...

I frame on happiness, even though I could frame on despair.
I frame on innocence, even though I could frame on condemnation.
I frame on open windows, as I could frame on prison doors.
I frame on life rather then hell....

Yes I frame on life. I want my box to forgive.
I want it to forgive as God forgave me.
Yes God forgave me!
In His tender mercy, He framed on me only His own image.

---------Jean-Charles