All I had was the snapshot, a peephole into
the crowd, hand held high in the air
Click!
Yet did it grasp the energy of the moment
even in its singular two dimensional
(read: flat) way.
I look into it and see something new
each time, more like a moving
kaleidoscope than a photograph.

Time was, I saw the snub-nose little boy
vomiting in the background.
Time was, I saw peonies in full bloom.
Time was, I saw him, yes him, even heard him
bellowing out his message of hope for our
country.
Time was, a sentiment of patriotism overcame
me and I said a prayer for our world.
Just in looking at it, over and over again.

The day I saw that future president I will know in new ways every time.