The Absence of Light

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The absence of light

Branches out

Like streams made of shadows

Carving valleys into the landscape

Alluvial fans forever fixed behind warmth

Hidden from the sun

From its own creator

And as fire dives beneath the surface of the horizon

Streams converge into rivers bleeding into an ocean of darkness

Fathoms of infinity floating high above

Only to  evaporate

By a deluge of blue sky

A mirage of cerulean

Painted by a morning star

Photograph and Prose copyright Mike Yost 2017

Shadow Cast

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A small corner of the sky peeks around concrete walls
While shadows dance along a vertical stage
Their silhouettes flung into existence by a neighboring star
Burning for billions of years
So that this moment

Here

This portrait for the eyes

Here

This experience for the mind

Here

Can be captured
And remembered
And perhaps forgotten

But the narrative abides
Beyond the dying of the day
Beyond the falling of the shadows
Beyond the here

Photograph and Prose copyright Mike Yost 2016

Where Land and Sea Converge

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I stand on slippery stones
As a brisk breeze cuts across the cove
Seaweed peeking between my toes
Waves crashing against bare ankles

A stranded starfish abandoned in its wake

A salty zephyr forces open my lungs
And I breathe in
Slowly
For the first time
In years

The starfish struggles on slippery rocks

A dangling star warms my naked shoulders
And I breathe out
Slowly
For the first time
In years

I liberate my stranded friend
Now nestled neatly in my palm
Now an orphan of the vast ocean
When something pokes at the skin

I turn my friend onto its back
Very gently
A row of tiny legs curl and swell and vacillate
Like little white needles trying to thread the sky

And I smile at nature’s ingenuity
For the first time
In years

The sand feels cool and coarse against my feet
As I place my orphaned companion
Very gently
Far away from slippery stones

It quickly buries itself beneath the wet sand
Hiding from an indignant sun
Finding respite
Where land and sea converge

Photograph and Prose copyright Mike Yost 2016