Seek those who fan your flames."
Afghan Kabob of Charlottesville, Virginia
"Flowers open every night across the sky,
a breathing peace and sudden flame catching."
Missouri photographer: Jay Beets
“When light returns to its source,
it takes nothing
of what it has illuminated.
It may have shone on a garbage dump, or a garden,
or in the center of a human eye. No matter.
It goes, and when it does,
the open plain becomes passionately desolate,
wanting it back.”
The Essential Rumi
[and so many more ~ as well as previously]