Dancing their world like dappled ghosts my shadows dissipated to chiaroscuros-- fleeting images of moon yielded slowly to dawns of warmer days as frozen fields broke from their fright and shimmied forward to sun. Then sunflowers, wheat budded up to radiant dreams-- Unfolding seams of life & mind bloomed to flower at first with hesitance, at first in shade, and then into a frisson of Light as she opened her wings to spring. Only then I could hear shining ripples of Time, the horizon on her salty breath, her silver terns swooping as seconds ticked into a glow of glistening song.
