Smallest things so often have
Turned up on photos by surprise
That simply was not there before
Smaller un seen things for eyes
But Over time I've seen photos
That had souls in them after taken
That was not there in any form
Before without being at all mistaken
A smallest flash in a photo at night
An un seen before shooting light
An un known entity forever shining bright
As it escapes the intruder towards a height
So much we simply do not at all now know
Due to life's almost deliberate distractions
Of things that were and still are its so
The word..believe, has been aimed at some
And mainly to keep souls faithful just in one
But there remains magic that's to us un done
Such wonderful things we've lost not won.