Amy Secrist

Tag: light

  • The Light and the Challenge

    In the blazing heat the trees and grasses golden; they are candleflame and firelight. In the shimmering cold the frogs and crickets amplify; they are thunderclap and echo. In the winding cave the dripstone spikes lengthen into mountain and valley where the heat blinds and the cold paralyzes, the climb and the cliff wear and scatter,…

  • Living Miracles

    These miracles, so bright I cover my eyes; they bound, glide, skip before me and beside. She rides his old training bike with eyes halfway closed; he jukes and zags in front as she laughs from her toes, and the little girl plays “touch each stone” along the way; then it’s “touch the shoulder” when…