Morning Light
Studio door in morning light
“Sometimes in the dark I find myself
in a place that I seem to have known
in another time
and I wonder
whether it has changed through
sunrises and sunsets that I never saw”
As I walked to the studio this morning, it was cold, bone chilling actually. But I noticed the light. (I always seem to notice light.) It was very subdued. Almost as if the sun was hesitant to disturb the thin clouds. Still there were shadows. Very open shadows.
It was a peaceful light, calming. Although, I can recall days in this desert, when the light was so sharp and aggressive, it was hard to look upon. Those are the times I feel like an intruder on a land that has no need for me. But this morning, it beckons me with its gentle, cold shadows. And I will gladly take what is offered.