Picture the early morning sun
yawning hues of pink and blue
behind ribbons of roadway
that fold upon themselves
packaging the sleeping city
and carrying those half awake
at a caffienated pace
passing over underpasses
bypassing overpasses
leaving four letters
and finger gestures
behind in the wake
of this metallic rat race.
There is no photo today because I had to race through this absolutely beautiful morning to get to a job a couple of hours away. As I approached the city the sun was rising behind a knot of roadway. I wanted to pull over and stand beside the whizzing cars and watch as the sun painted the morning sky with color and shadows crawled across the road.
I will go back one day and capture the morning sun through the tangle of road... and share it with you. It was very beautiful.
I didn't need a picture as the words were so visual. That's what is so stimulating about your blog -- the words are equal to and sometimes even surpass the photography.
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