weak muscles.
i have noticed, in many photos that i capture of the people who surround me, there is a lack of happiness. no smiles. just mugs. straight faces. lips hanging raggedy. eyes droopy. even in the midst of an event that is enraptured with joy, somehow, they lose mobility in their lips and their cheeks fall weak and while they were smiling right before the camera made its arrival, their expression changes and they pose ... as if someone has extricated their lovely life out of them. they turn into , zombies and lack happiness. i have noticed this and i have contemplated on the question, why? ... what makes that appealing. what makes it alright. what makes it wrong. what about it has me wondering why. i don't know.
but i have even noticed , in times of boredom, i capture photos of myself and my face looks as though it has been dipped inside of a grey cloud - moody and gloomy, i become . when in me, there is a Light that flickers and is burning with hope, joy, and life. but my expressions show otherwise . what is it? what is it that comes over us. what is it that moves inside of us, flipping our face to frown and hang , low. what could it possibly be? maybe it's how we are truly feeling, on the inside.
maybe our muscles are falling weak ... lost smiles have been featured on milk cartons. but if i find yours, i'll give it back to you in a hurry, because i love to see you smile .
