Conversation January 14, 2015 4:17:35 PM – 4:18:17 PM

When I said your name, all I heard was the quiet whisper through the sand. The light followed the shadows and found reflection in the flagstones, the windows, the darkness.

I could not phrase those sentences.

We thought of contexts of natural phenomena: The quivering of northern lights in your voice; glittering secrets inside the stones, inside the Earth, inside each other. The lights lighted.