SIENNA SPREE!

In the click and blink of a shutter; what could I capture? In the midst of the trans state of matter; what could I gather? Soaked in earth, Baked in sun. A usual casualness , ran in my mind ! An earthy palette; She left for a Sienna spree. And I ran behind to define the fusion under the hickory tree! The blink of an eye and the click of the shutter; In the trans state of matter, what I could gather?