Monday, August 29, 2016

Transit umbra, lux permanet

Shadow passes, light remains.
What follows --bodies, brains,
Lives, worlds-- contains what
Unfurls in quotient: energies
Sent in rhythm from the sun.
To be or not to be -- or two
Bees on a sunflower-- this
Unmeasured hour matters not 
To me, but when I see this photo, 
Taken by my wife, I see what 
Sun and shadow made 
Of life: "...pretty sunflower
waves hello." --her caption.
I for one must laud the
Light that made it so.

Wednesday, August 17, 2016

New Light

From 93 million miles
Above, a little light
Touches a newly
Hatched dove, gently
Across that huge divide,
Greets an autoelic spark
Inside life --I believe
That is love. 

Friday, August 12, 2016

We Are

We are born into
Unknown works,
Forms of things to be,
Grown in futurity--
What will be done--
Souls circling a
Yellow sun, a 
Living star. I rather
Like what we are.