In the half shade of many moons past - her voice remains the eco in my ear.
And look how far I have come she said, to be back at square one. And there was no defeat in this.
I have come home again and will continue to for the days to come. I will leave and return a thousand times. Until the push and pull becomes a dance that goes into the night - and we lose our breath laughing at all that we thought would be.
A study of light.
2017 ~ ongoing