Transcendent Reality

Photography by Aadithya Shankar

A lens of the world captures us like a souvenir. Dreadful as each minute drops, In a mirage, we’ll disappear. Beyond caged eyes of dark nights, the sunlight of the day, We aren’t too different between faded shades of gray. Don’t they know how we survived? Nothing chained in the wild can stay. We sprint like prey, mask our escape In the tall wet grass, Split the path, whilst mistaken footprints vanish beyond the bleakest of mist.

How can they separate us by continents, rivers and seas, sculpted bones, and identities?

If purely they’d look with the heart, They’d see we’re just about the same –Humans they wear the flesh of our skin, And just like us, they want to fly; Feel free, untamed.

Black & White Photography - Winnie Sae-Seung Graphic Illustrations - Samuel Toi Poem - Françoise Hélène Models - Koshtub Vohra, Trinity Rungasamy, Vassiliki Maalouf, Lea Schwartz, Lakkaya Palmer and Françoise Hélène

Models - Koshtub Vohra, Camilla Mina, Trinity Rungasamy, Vassiliki Maalouf, Lea Schwartz, Lakkaya Palmer and Françoise Hélène

Models - Koshtub Vohra, Camilla Mina, Trinity Rungasamy, Vassiliki Maalouf, Lea Schwartz, Lakkaya Palmer and Françoise Hélène

Models - Koshtub Vohra, Camilla Mina, Trinity Rungasamy, Vassiliki Maalouf, Lea Schwartz, Lakkaya Palmer and Françoise Hélène

Models - Koshtub Vohra, Camilla Mina, Trinity Rungasamy, Vassiliki Maalouf, Lea Schwartz, Lakkaya Palmer and Françoise Hélène