Rather,
its observes, as we make our journey from the light to dark, and back again,
that knows we are all intimate with both. The voice is of a witness to the
changes that take place when the soul stirs and signals the tides of emotional
change.
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| Photograph: Tammy Stone |
In the Dark of Light
by Tammy Stone
In the light I play,
porous and awash under sun,
where the colours are more
than they are, strewn upon the
ground
in their wildest symmetries –
and I am emerging into
all that I am, until the
sun sees through me
and I can’t bring my body to
hold its luminescence –
I close my eyes and wait
for nature’s rhythms to carve
smooth this rupture.
Colors and shapes dance
ecstatic
before my eyes to their own echo,
and in
this shadowy place I retreat,
not quite unafraid, having birthed
in its swell of memories,
certain now that the absence of
earthly hues I’ve tried to
forge into my skin is
today’s calling,
so I enter and rest, soothing
my frantic chest, swimming
through
and whispering into the silence
while my bones quiver,
threatening to fall –
I reach one hand out to catch
what light I can and hold
the other close to me,
to draw out another
piece of the dark.
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| Photograph by the author, Tammy Stone |
Tammy T. Stone is a Canadian writer, photographer and chronicler of life as it passes through us. Always a wanderer, she's endlessly mesmerized by people, places and everything in between; the world is somehow so vast and so small. She feels so lucky to have been able to work, learn, live and travel far and wide, writing, photographing and wellness-practicing along the way. She invites you to see some of her recent photography here and to connect with her on her writer's page, twitter and her blog, There’s No War in World, here.
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Day Breaks Down
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