Light unifies

shadow.  Unifies shadow to shadow within shadow.  Especially if water is involved.  

 

Within a hummingbird's eyesight.

 What's inside your vision?  Outside, the hummingbird is at work.  

A table set for one

 neither lonely, nor sad.  Yes, the rockfish delicious.  Sometimes being alone is company enough.  

Be patient the name will come

 by morning.  Afternoon at the latest.  

Even when static

flowers have a swagger and a swirl about them.  They love a bit of purple.  A tad of red.  
 

The magical & mystical kingdom

of Ruth Asawa.  What else needs saying.  Perhaps, a homage to reflection.  
 

Can you remember the first time

you were swept away with the brilliance of purple?  Me?  Tiny dried, tightly curled purple flowers on my Easter hat.  I was 7.  Yes, I had white gloves.  How did you know?