find me being here now

Seeking stillness. Moments of magic when the words ebb and flow like fleeting feelings on a sunny day. Spaces where the sun meets the earth. Admiring the way in which the chalk residue from your red rock canyons became one in staining my feet. Something about each image — the way it speaks and tells a story from within, where light and dark intersect. Making love with colors, crossing over like paint on canvas. Partnering each spoken word with photos, in each their own. You are me. I am you.