Proof of My Epiphany

Proof of My Epiphany

Camera in hand, I admired the horizon. 
but the power lines stretched across the coral painted heavens.
Still, I could see with my own eyes the grandeur of the skies.

What camera angle will suffice to freeze a tiny glimpse of life,
to catch the briefest sense of awe, to make another person see
the proof of  my epiphany? Can a picture dare recall
what really happens to my soul

when the sun slowly sets before me?