The Dance of Ten Thousand Suns (3/1/15)
When the breeze kicks up
And the surface of the bayou ripples
With wavelets at just the right pitch
To capture the streaking light
At just the right angle,
The curtain rises to reveal
The dance of ten thousand suns
Each sun, a reflection of the source
And a world in itself,
Flashes in and out of existence…
Faster than the blink of an eye
Dancing together in a furious choreography
They offer glimpses of infinite possibility
And the signature of all things