Camera

I would do almost anything to know the answers.
It reveals and captures essence, cuts out the crown.  
I would imagine to it we are silent dancers
Scratching the surface of a truth we cannot pin down.
I would slash through a jungle with a sickle to find it.
I would even walk a tightrope with my vision blinded. 
Though elusive it cannot be far
And it holds the key to who we are.
Desire consumes me to know what it knows.
What length would you travel to see what it shows?
Author's Notes/Comments: 

Written November 2009.

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