Spontaneous Eruptions, Ensculptured

Photo by Ilse at Beantown Daily Photo


Captured moments
frozen in stone
(or photographs . . .
or words)

I've lived that feeling.
I know its rush.
It's can't-not-singness,
don't care who frowns.

Photo by Lawrence Lui


Running barefoot in snow, fists clenched -
how you see a thing
Images mirroring muted responses, abruptly awakened
like cold water splashed on a tired face
Look, look what's happening, Look
Joy, YES!
but this also.  This other.

Rock solid or crumbling; real, imagined,
everything mixed, location just a backdrop.
Yes! comingling with NO, twin minds sharing the same pulse
The who not important, the why irrelevant.
Words useless here.

Hearing it. Seeing it. Feeling it.

Life.