Under androgynous sky
Sun or moon
Father or mother
Sun or moon
Father or mother
The camera never lies
But the photographer
Knows how to fib
Tag: sun
To View or be Present
In the sky
A convulsion of light
While below
The Bow
Winds its way
Down the valley floor
With the forest
Standing sentry
A convulsion of light
While below
The Bow
Winds its way
Down the valley floor
With the forest
Standing sentry
And I
Delight in the roar
Of rushing water
Coursing over stone
For a moment
At least
As content
To view the scene
As to be in it
Steady in the Wind
I recall the wind
Insistent
Pummeling
Leaning into it
Just to stand upright
Insistent
Pummeling
Leaning into it
Just to stand upright
I recall the sun
Hard
And hot
Burning through
The cold air coursing
I recall the sea
Singing
Its white noise crescendo
The roar
Of a planet alive
I recall this moment
Blissfully
Unattached
Firmly rooted to ground
In the grip of experience
Magic Sunlight
Sometimes
I remember
It’s just a star
I remember
It’s just a star
Sometimes
I realize
The magic of its light
Most days
It rises, it sets
Another day gone by
But today
It’s magic
And so am I
Astronomical Beauty
Sometimes I wonder
If I have stepped onto another world
If I have stepped onto another world
But…
Could there be another place
In the universe
As beautiful as this one?
Sweet Light
Spectacular
The star
Which gives us life
And cobalt sky
The star
Which gives us life
And cobalt sky
Which warms us
From the chills
Of winter snows
And greens the Earth
So richly lush
With verdigris
But light
The centre
Of all things
Needs not a star
To warm the heart
Or dispel the shadows
Of the mind
Illumination
Illumination lingering
Day’s departed sun
Twinkling distant galaxies
Day’s departed sun
Twinkling distant galaxies
Dotted sky
Cloud obscured
Nighttime creatures hurrying
Light beam shoreline racing
Destination seaside stars
Dotted land
Life obscured
Sphere of Influence
Sometimes I feel
Beyond my flesh
Sense the world
And its beings
Beyond my flesh
Sense the world
And its beings
Not by touch
Nor sight
Nor sound
Not by smell
Like a sphere of presence
A sphere of influence
Because others
Feel me, this way
And I feel them
Like I know them
Dreaming of Space
I soar in the space
Between three globes
Between three globes
One below
One above
One beyond
And I wonder
At the span
In time
In distance
In possibility
While beginning
To descend
Knowing that time
And distance
Conspire
Against
Possibility
Back to Earth
Dreaming of space
In another time
Black and White
From behind the clouds
The sun leaps out
Glares in my eyes
The world becomes
A contrast of
Simple black and white
The sun leaps out
Glares in my eyes
The world becomes
A contrast of
Simple black and white
The details lost
No greys or shadows
The colours lost
No textured nuance
And it occurs to me
The same thing happens
When I shine the light too hard
On the truths I’m seeking
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