Which is the view, the light or the dark?          Solstice Canyon, Malibu, CA



She rages in like a thunderclap.
Then fireworks, a billion particles of light,
Ionized vapor,
The scent that she’d struck dodging amongst the senses.

Visibility is a cloak
Concealing ones and the spaces between.
The spirit is formless,

Hides in plain sight.
Slips along the atmosphere.
Permeates then pools.
Gathers then dissipates.
A sprit can disperse so widely
Audiences can speed between her busy atoms and never know anyone is there.

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