In Queue

In Queue

When discovering the theory of relativity, Albert Einstein pictured himself riding on a ray of light. Words did not take part in this soothsayer’s role of entities serving as elements in thoughts. Thoughts are waiting. We ought to pay more … Continue reading

Night Magic

Night Magic

Rewild and embracing their authentic expression even in the dark ignoring the inane fluctuations of circumstances. Girlfriend and I get down with some jams and dance it out at times as the night sky darkens. We may not sprout from … Continue reading

Some Nights

Some Nights

I look at the moon for what it is.She sits with me through nightfall and beyond.Even when she diminishes wholly into the darkness,through the gentle breeze a reverberating silent voice exclaims,“We will rise,just you wait.”We’re all just walking each other … Continue reading

Noble Nightfall

Noble Nightfall

A striking cobalt swells and impregnates everything above the horizon just before the darkness. Anyone else notice this bit of an enhancer as of late? I am a fan of both the hues and the energy just before nightfall. It’s … Continue reading

Finding the Unknown

Finding the Unknown

We do not sit in darkness to find what we know, but rather to find what we do not know. – Jane Slade

Invictus

Invictus

Out of the night that covers meBlack as the pit from pole to pole,I thank whatever gods may beFor my unconquerable soul. In the fell clutch of circumstance,I have not winced nor cried aloud.Under the bludgeonings of chanceMy head is … Continue reading

The More We See,

The More We See,

the less we knowand yet here we are,another time, another place.Unchanged, upsetting rhetoricbellowing and barking from those in judgment seats.We’re in those days.Time to discern,time to invertand reinsert sagacityas the devilish wiles ram mainstreamand those scripturally awareattuned to the whispers … Continue reading

Won’t You Light My Way

Won’t You Light My Way

And the day it is dark, as the night is long.Feel like trash, you make me feel clean.I’m in the black, can’t see or be seen.Baby, baby, baby, light my way. – Paul David Hewson

A Fragile Thing

A Fragile Thing

A rare moment of rest this little spark doesn’t sit for too long. Lately we’ve been ending our Indian summer nights by breaking a sweat. A girl “born from fire, sparks flying from the sun” with her fuchsia ball to … Continue reading

Look Up

It’s chirpier up there, that’s for sure. Tweets from tiny beaks are indeed sweeter than the uproar from below. Look up at dusk and enjoy the fluorescent glow as it bleeds into the valley below. Plus, you don’t want to … Continue reading