the photographer is
a lover of
light––
the shapes
of light
& the deliciousness of
colors
this means
falling in love
nearly all
the time
this means
roaming the streets
of the spunky
city––
exploring the green pathways
of the mountains––
never without a
camera––
breathless with
hope
light runs & leaps.
light flies.
light smokes.
light laughs.
the photographer
approaches two strolling
beams of light
in the rain
& says––
“i like to photograph
happy light. may i take
your picture?”
the two lights
smile
each photograph is
a miracle of loving
this is how
the photographer kisses
the world & protects it
from harm
light love photons
live forever––
they enter the heart
through the eye
& make it
forever
glow