Verbal Description
A landscape image
A golden ball of light drops behind a silhouetted landscape of mountains. Colors radiate from the golden center, bright orange fades before blurring into muted lavender at the top of the photo. The mountains are seen unevenly, tilting slightly upward as they stretch from left to right across the horizon just below the center of the image.
A handful of thin trees appear in the foreground. Without leaves, their dark silhouettes are not intrusive. A single tree on the left side reaches beyond the top edge of the photo. Otherwise, the trees are only thin branches, reaching up toward the vibrant sky.
A body of water rests at the foot of the mountains. Its presence is intensified by a central orange reflection. The reflection expands and moves away from the golden center; it mixes with the wind, leaving colorful ripples on the water’s surface.
The sun whispered
An exquisite secret
Before bowing graciously to the night.
“It’s not a universe of you,”
He said softly.
Purple and orange reflections
Held space for this truth to linger
Fueling the sparks of a feisty response.
But the sun cleverly escaped my sparring spirit.
I looked to the darkening sky
Determined to speak anyway.
Surely someone would hear the brilliance of my words.
Surely I had something important to say.
In the wake of the sun’s surrender,
The universe twinkled her seductive smile,
And something sparkled in my heart.
So I smiled too.
Spontaneously.
What els is there to do
When you let your guard down
And gaze deeply Into the eyes of night’s light?
What else is there to do
When you tumble into tension
And rise up to love?
