A vision

Apr. 4th, 2003 07:51 am
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In the cool grey light of a cloudy dawn, the eucalypts' fresh skin glows as they burst forth from their confining charcoal armour; shedding it, leaving it in shards upon the bare earth. Gleefully they show themselves to the world, and life begins again.
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...softly curving and dark. Above there is the moonless night sky with the stars twinkling. The breeze is cold, but seems to disturb the flowing surface of the cloudtops just barely. It's quiet, lonely.

A faint glow highlights the cloud where it's thinnest. The glow brightens, suffusing the cloud with it's blue light. The clouds explode upwards in a maelstrom of turbulence as a bright blue light tears upwards through them.

My life is getting better. Issues are being resolved.

*hugs that blue light*
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...of cloud flows over the pale blue of the morning sky. Glowing pink it begins on one horizon as a rumpled silk sheet, which arches over the sky to become fractal inspired swirling clumps of bright cotton. The full moon, bright, yet somehow transparent at this time, sits snugly nestled on a ball of cotton; resting comfortably before continuing it's journey.
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The sun is slowly climbing into the barely mist laden air while opposite it hangs the moon, the silent watcher. The ground is wet from the storms last night and what parts aren't covered by water are covered by dust.

We do get some strange weather around here.
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The hills have only a hint of black now with the tree trunks and fenceposts the most obvious reminder of the fireball that engulfed us. A light dusting of moss green now covers the otherwise bare earth, following the gentle curves of the hills and the harsh slashes of eroded earth.

To see such green where once was black seems to mock the harsh brown of the unburned areas, as if showing that out of adversity can come triumph, even in the midst of a drought.
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A slow drive up the hill, heading towards the rising sun. Above the top of the hill the water rippled sand clouds appear, glowing a faint pink. Higher and the rippled sand is shot through with bright pink streamers. Now I crest the hill and the rippled sand flows to a soft orange as it meets the dark, sillhouetted hills in the distance, flowing over their gentle curves.






I step outside the building and a few spots of water greet me. A few more steps and a burst of sun, like a Diva's feature spotlight hits me. The droplets increase, caressing me, surrounding me in a halo of fireflies dancing in that beam of warm light. I turn from my spotlight and the dark, soft smudged charcoal clouds become a backdrop for the intense colours of a twin rainbow. The outer rainbow is a pale reflection of its mate, a mere supporting role; and yet together they create a performance without equal.

Smoke...

Feb. 17th, 2003 07:14 pm
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In the distance smoke rises.
I can see a single column from behind a building.
As we drive closer, it seems to shift; but always it's a single column; it's not spreading.
We drive around the building, and the column of smoke is...emanating from mid-air.

No...no it's not. It clings to the side of a burned hill, walking this way and that over the ground.

It's not a fire, it's not smoke. It's a willy-willy, twisting and turning over the burned ground, sucking old ash into the air in a column.

So pretty, so beautiful, so fascinating, so perfect.

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