I count myself very fortunate and lucky to have taken this picture. It took hundreds of shots to get this perfect panning photo – thank goodness for digital! This was the first time I really practiced panning shots, and it paid off in the end. Sometimes it might seem that you’re ramming your head repeatedly into a wall, but just now and again you get that breakthrough you have been working so hard to achieve.
This picture reminded me of a poem I wrote in 2008.
This body; mine castle
Upon battlement my proud eye
The fiercer mine enemy
The darker mine cry
Nothing can touch this flesh
Arrows, fire of blade:
All is but blunt knives
The protective shield is borne within
Harnessing unquenchable strength
From Life’s fountain flow,
Absolute breadth and absolute depth
This song is sweet to ears
Blooming in vitality, bringing tears
To the faces of hopeless men
Who hide in pitiful, lonely dens
Look upon this fortress!
Beacon of hope and prowess!
Let light fill your darkened holes
Seeping into your bottomless souls.
For we are the protectors of
This never-ending tale
And we shan’t set sail
‘till we succeed or fail.
Written 2008 – Francois Hermanus Steyn