08/06/2025
I just want to do a little something I have haven’t got a photo today but what I do have is a poem
“Pick Up the Camera, Pick Up Yourself”
by Matt
If your mind feels heavy, your heart weighed down,
If the world looks dull and painted brown,
When each new day feels just the same
No spark, no fire, no wind, no flame
Pause.
Breathe.
Look around.
You don’t need answers all at once,
Or perfect smiles, or giant runs.
Sometimes healing doesn’t shout
It creeps in slow, it takes the route
Of quiet things, like light on leaves,
Or moments no one else perceives.
Pick up the camera. Start with that.
Not to prove, but to simply act.
Frame the sky, the street, your face
Find stillness in a captured place.
Because when thoughts feel loud and wild,
Photography can calm the child
Inside your soul—the one who yearns
For peace, for rest, for life’s returns.
It’s not about being “great” or “good,”
It’s about being present where you stood.
About seeing a world you thought forgot
And realizing, maybe, it did not.
Click the shutter on a passing day,
It won’t fix all, but it’s a way
To say: I’m here. I’m still alive.
I’m more than what I try to hide.
Take pictures of the mess and rain.
Take photos when you’re feeling pain.
Because even broken things reflect,
And art is born from the imperfect.
Let your lens become your voice
A healing step, a quiet choice.
Not all who struggle need to speak,
Some just show the world they seek.
So if you’re stuck, and feeling small
You don’t have to do it all.
Pick up the camera, start to see:
There’s still some light inside of me.
