|Posted on May 26, 2014 at 10:35 PM|
Bold greens swirling up up up -
Meshing with the universe, twisting
Into tight golden funnels - they
Pierce down to the earth.
It has always been this way.
Quietly, I look up, and then I look
At you looking up. Then,
I look away.
We smile simultaneously, bright
White light surrounding us.