Won't Break to Pixelate

Won't Break to Pixelate

Two deer in the street at half past 5 AM.

A holy light around it’s face,
The one locked to my eyes with his.

Tall, a prince, a gift of Grace,
A reminder of the awesome power of gentle kindness.

I took a few pictures.
Clear, good shots, but dishonest.

Some light won’t stick to film,
Won't break to pixelate.

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