the midnight muse

“If you only read the books that everyone else is reading, you can only think what everyone else is thinking.”

Untitled (Woman in Lake) by Jerry Uelsmann, 1992

“You held me underwater and asked me why I could not breathe.”

“When you photograph people in colour you photograph their clothes. But when you photograph people in B&W, you photograph their souls.”

And not a single star in the sky shines because a person has told it to. It shines because that is what stars do. Stop asking for permission for what you were born to do.

We are travelers on a cosmic journey, stardust, swirling and dancing in the eddies and whirlpools of infinity. Life is eternal. We have stopped for a moment to encounter each other, to meet, to love, to share. This is a precious moment. It is a little parenthesis in eternity.

One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple.

There is a moment when everything hangs like stars. We are fragile. We are the blue-dusk. We spend our time shaking out poems. But in the naked night, we are crafting constellations, forming them into something more than tears.