July evening sky. Photo by Niki Flow.
We are like clouds.
Our boundaries look solid and fixed, but
Our separation is an illusion.
When we are very near we become
Rain makers,
Thunder creators,
Light-show orchestrators.
Our storms harness the wind.
Our roaring song fills the sky.
We crash together.
We blend.
We are one.
-Niki Flow
Photo by Niki Flow
As you, gorgeous tree,
Look down from high above me
What is it you see?
Photo by Niki Flow
November 14, 2013
Photo by Niki Flow
Photo by Niki Flow
Between darkness and shadow,
between your heartbeats,
is the realm of reflection.
It is where we can almost
see the infinite
possibilities of now.
It is where everything is
and was and will be
and is not and never was.
-Niki Flow
It took too long to find a place to stop the car and capture the sunset. We stopped on the overpass. The light was spectacular across the western horizon, a gift from the storm.
Why is there a man’s shadow in front of our speeding car? Took this photo from inside the car (as a passenger) while pointing my phone out toward the sunset. Used zoom. That shadow is perplexing.
I saw your face in the sky today — blue, baby, blue.
Photo by Niki Flow
Evening dove light
reflected on water in
pink and grey hues
-Niki Flow
Photo by Niki Flow
A starling flew into this tree.
Black feathers on red berries
against a blue sky.
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