The Illumination of Transition

Beauty resides in the transition times

Like early morning
when gentle light creeps over the horizon
sweeping away the dark of night
silently slipping over rooftops and through gates
then suddenly throwing off restraint
golden light bursting forth
illuminating every growing thing

In that moment everything is drenched
in a special quality of light that illuminates
forms, bones, veins
the essential structures of our inner parts
like no other time

We witness a profound transformation in those moments
the ordinary suddenly revealed as extraordinary
It begs us to stop, to soak,
to be illuminated ourselves.

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  1. Love It! Beautiful words and photos!! Kristina

  2. Mama

     /  October 7, 2012

    I love your photos! …. and nice to see a poem- ’tis been a long time since I read one of yours!


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