​Presence vs Capture

Presence doesn’t rush to keep you.

It sits with you.

Breath to breath.

Unarmed. Unrecorded.

Presence sees

without owning,

listens

without saving,

touches the moment

only long enough

to let it be true.

Capture, on the other hand,

is afraid of loss.

It grabs.

Frames.

Stores.

As if memory needs proof

to be real.

But some moments

lose their fragrance

the second you try to trap them.

Like light

that dims

when named too loudly.

Presence understands

that not everything sacred

wants to be kept.

Some things arrive

only to be felt

and then trusted to remain

inside you.

To be present

is to say:

“I am here with you.”

To capture

is to say:

“I’m afraid you’ll leave.”

And love-

real love–

chooses presence.

Because the deepest truths

were never meant

for archives or lenses,

but for the quiet place

where a moment

becomes part of who you are.