When I first saw the sun go down on this particular evening last week, I thought, nothing about going out in the freezing temps to capture it. But, when the light reflected off the snow, I couldn’t contain myself; adorned winter gear, grabbed my camera and stepped out into a magical place.
Set me long into day where whispers glow children play beach birds fly For this is where my heart yearns to go bury sand between our toes your hand in mine chasing the light.
I am revived once more refreshed, alive as sunlight breaches earth, gently touching delicate skin. I drift forward pressing into light, one blossom at a time opening, making me new once again.
She was lured too far to the edge, lunging out into light from the darkness she had been quarantined in. Step by step she closed the gap between destination and desire, thumping her cane along her side. Just beyond the curve, steps from the rail, slowly she sank into her chair. Instantly, she relaxed under…
You bring a smile across my face when I look at you, while long shadows stretch across my living room. I imagine standing in your light barefoot, just beyond the window pane; my feet propped up on the railing, the breeze playing on my skin and the feel of your heat on my face. Then,…
Changing seasons ruminate in my captivated mind, trying to digest the timeliness of spring and then summer, when I can ditch the shoes and darn the barefoot on the seashore soaking in the sun. And while wave after wave rushes to shore, I will wish for those moments to never end.
Your light breathes life into my sleepy body as my pulse becomes quicken; eager to get to the water’s edge to capture all that you illuminate. Right here, I linger long into the blue and golden horizon, sitting upon rocks, running my fingers lightly across the glassy water, making small ripples, and savoring a moment….
Oh to see you once more out beyond the horizons of my mind out where sea touches sand where you encompass the light on my face; seek me sooner than someday.
Ode to the Sun
There are no promises that you will rise and set day after day. It is Lord willing that we wake with breath in our lungs to anxiously wait, second by second minute by minute hour by hour day by day week by week month by month and year by year for the most opportune window…
Lured by Light
The light is alive! It’s an invigorating renewal to my soul and I crave to be in it. Layer by layer, I bundle until only my eyes peer between my jacket and hat, then step out into winter. What was supposed to be 36 degrees, feels more like twenty, but that didn’t stop me, as…
Upper Peninsula – Lake Michigan Sunset
Your light enamors me, stretching across the sky and reflecting off of nature at a hue slightly darker than your original face. You create highlights on everything you touch and shadow when you drop over the edge of earth.