it's easy sitting in the sun to forget that cold exists let alone envelops the lives of people

the eye we are told 

is a camera 

but the film is the heart 

not the brain 

and our hands joining 

those that reach 

develop the product 

it's easy sitting in the sun 

to forget that cold exists 

let alone envelops 

the lives of people 

it's easy sitting in the sun 

to forget the ice and ravages 

of winter yet 

there are those who would have 

no other season 

it's always easy when thinking 

we have the best to assume 

others covet it 

yet surf or sea each has 

its lovers and its meaning 

for love 

watching the red sun bleed 

into the ocean 

one thinks of the beauty that fire brings 

if the eye is a camera and the film is the heart 

then the photo assistant is god 

[Nikki Giovanni {1943- } 'photography', from The Collected Poetry of Nikki Giovanni]