Light is like shadow
Night is like day
Moon glows on a dark star sky
Where the sun cast a shadow
Defining the curve of her body
Moon bathes light into this night
Light is like day , as night is the crescent moon filling
~ Light is wordless ~
Light has a stillness, a quiet never listened to. Even behind its touch upon the trees quietly, concentric ripples of rings unseen, if only someone could read these pattern of shadows. Even then the quiet goes undisturbed. May be this stillness captures the ebb, a faraway memory of a season past fresh, a different hill top, a memory similar when light spoke with a golden glint. Upon finding under a majestic piñon droplets of fragrant amber sticky with a curious bug incased.
Light is this kind stillness, warm between when touched, wordless light rides layers carried on a breeze from a far away ocean salty, meeting with a warmer breeze may be from a canyon filled with date palms, blending a cool and warm taste across your cheek.
Light touches everything, wordless because light has always been here. Shadow likes light. Night can be light when moon glows under a darker starry sky. Wordless, no time but the playfulness of light and shadow has a stillness seldom listened to.
Your senses unraveled from human time, quenching sunrise. Far stars colouring what remains of this night. Seems this scent of yesterday, this voice of stillness, this wondering, this lucidity whetting this changing your body this between always between.
Imagining a world with one moon. A very becoming stand upon grasses moist, changes moisten your stroll, waiting evaporates within always within. Senses unravel human time. Tallish grassy field aspire, an animated spin ever slowly with breeze honing a warming of still sky. Moist fruit of dew ripens finding gravity evaporating to the last twinkling of stars.
Night pulls apart ever so slowly to sleep in a coming day. Birds voice glistened from an evening under the stars lift a dream to their pastel sky. Listen to your unraveling into another human time, listen to your heart beat, seems the night brought the voice of stillness to this place. Always under a phase of the moon, while earth awaits your memory, changing this body you release your music.