lavender spirals
fan outwards, casting captured
sunlight on the snow
The little pillar solar lights along the path to the house make delicate lavender spiral patterns on the snow, the spokes growing longer as they curve outwards. I do not know why the pattern forms a spiral -- some mysterious love of beauty. A whitetail deer has stepped near one of the lamps, breaking the perfect symmetry, creating an intriguing interplay between organic and inorganic forms. The small goblet-shaped light near the door got buried during the last snow storm. When I dig down through the snow, I am guided by the glow of the still weakly glimmering lamp. The liberated light eater radiates its rays around a little bowl carved into the snow by cold fingers.
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