soul

i love this clip. rob machado carves while band of horses do their thing and amplify the view.

atmospheric fairground

for fleeting moments you hang,
all charcoal and fire.

you remind me to be...

like a floating wisp,
a calligrapher's light touch.
something lies behind and beyond,
the still beauty of me.

act two shows me more.
orbital brilliance.

a shotgun blasts into blackness.
white gems above your stage.

how deep do we go?

photo: golden bay, new zealand. january 2010.