Ray

                                                                 

The insides - Paneled, slotted, dark

With one sweep

His halo enters the threshold,

Spreading into nooks and crannies

Seeping through the narrow gaps

Between carefully arranged strips.

Unstoppable, penetrating through the nuts and bolts

That succumb and let go of their standing guard.

His power emerges fluid, illuminating, enlightening

Dissipating the gloom

Of nothingness.

His tender wonder

Travelling light years in a flash

Alight in the abyss

Like the journey from there to here

Was meant to be, just for this conjugation

Bringing the yin into yang

Making completeness out of insufficient

For once, dissolving the vacuum,

Like a coupling between space and surface.

Formless but lending form to everything He touches

Weightlessly aiding creation

Enabling vision

His encompassing aura, akin to Love.

Pictured - The empty barn by Tomales trail at the tip of the peninsula.