Somewhere
between thinking and dreaming
the sun rises and burns her way thru the fog
Revealing
a moment…a pause…a silent space
no thing and every thing
Promising
hope and possibility
a whole new day
Promising
Sun's Rise
While carefully admiring the full moon as it set….
I turned and looked behind me.
A sunrise is just a sunrise ….
Unless that sun’s rise feels like this.
Figment of Imagination
She stopped.
I stopped.
We looked at one another - carefully assessing….acknowledging presence.
And then - she danced.
Leaping and laughing….graceful and free.
Later - I wondered - did any of it really happen…???
Or - was it only a moment….a fleeting thought…
a mere figment of my over-imagination?