light spill

light spill
Originally uploaded by rod lewis

Evening light doesn’t shine, it broods- the way the Holy Spirit brooded over the face of the deep at creation. It spills over the western ridge and runs down the eastern slope and fills the hollow. All this happens very quickly, but not instantaneously, as one would expect light to happen. No, this is quick like hot molasses. Everything is relative, you know.
Once it has filled the hollow, it hangs, ever so briefly, and begins to dissipate, only slightly more slowly than it spilled in. If one is to experience, for it is not merely seen, he must be waiting for it.