each
day
i rise
in search of a
chance shaft
of light
falling down
from above
i wrote this while listening to vetiver "down from above"
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
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13 comments:
two wonderful pictures... love it!
JJRod'z
jj i'm very glad!! steven
The words. The photos. The light! Your joy. My joy.
yes, let it find you, me, us, all of us;)
xo
erin
Let there be light!
Actually, you generate a lot of light, Steven. But I'm sure it's nice to enjoy divine light as well. Or solar light.
Granted I've been under the weather this week, but I swear that one cloud looks like a man walking on air towards a pond of light. :)
No, I'm not taking any drugs, thanks. ;)
Oh Look! There's a guy in the sky! Cool! It's your double!
that's me linda sue - wayyyy up there in the clouds!!! steven
hope - you're not alone on this one. oh and you don't necessarily need drugs to see things for what they really are!! steven
reya - the dance of solar light in all its forms and vairations thrills me. in my cosmology, divine light is entirely present in everything!!! it gets defined, refined, confined for a number of reasons but it is there as pure as pure can be!!! steven
well erin - in my world light falls, rises, locates itself, emanates, seeks absorption, and most especially dances into and out of us in word and paint and music and movement and being. sometimes simply being! steven
ruth - i keep all my eyes open for light. sometimes it's there for a fleeting instant. a moment's sensitivity, a parting of the clouds of the ways of being or seeing and suddenly it's soft tender fingers are upon me and i have to remember to slow down and breathe and focus all my seeing on its passage across my field of vision. steven
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