I fly quicker
atop cold currents
loving blend of my heat
in chilled wind
Warmer drafts
slow me I drift
lazily languorous
Chagall 2016
Tag Archive: the mystery of light
A sun ray – epiphany –
enters my periphery
I guess it’s the tilt
of the earth on its axis
or maybe it’s just
the wind’s design
to move the leafless branch
to enable the light
to dance at the fringe
on the edge
of my awareness
© Chagall 2013
Going to sit here a while
let the drizzle pass
looks like nothing but blues skies
blowing in
Rain
smatterings of
aqua strokes
bristle wet
on my skin
do they fall
or suspend
there
and there . . . ?
curtains of light
visible with the sun
at the cloud edge
like stringed beads
billions of strands
the path of each photon
distinct
a harp of light
that interleaves darkness
this choral day
now that the rain has stopped
© Carlos Chagall, 2013
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