bright

this glow, this glow, in every living thing, heat and life. . .if you just slow down a minute it comes,if you just quiet all the whats and whys and whens, you can see it. . .the phosphor glow of winter tides crashing here, flashes of salt around your feet walking on the beach at night, the light of life reflected by the chlorophyll dynamos in these leaves, in the pinholes in this upturned purple bowl of sky this vault, light and life from distant stellar hearts, and sounds too, songs that ring timeless and holy if you can listen.