With light I compose
The picture you see
As a writer to prose
You could compare me
I capture perfection
Faster than the blink of an eye
And add to my collection
It's the craft that I ply
An image says infinitely more
In the snap of a shutter
Of such things as peace and war
Than the words I might utter
A moment is all you can wish there to be
Now see what was captured by yours truly