… i felt the depth of quiet, the kind of quiet that holds anticipation
the airplane vibrating with the relief of engine noise.
to our right lay the whispers of night
and to our left, clouds that could host
a universe game of angel hide and seek.
while the desperately failing sun glimmered her farewell,
we progressed through a tunnel of calm
not knowing if the storm was ahead, or beyond.
flight from Vancouver to Quesnel, BC
photos by shar
August 11th, 2013
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Listening to the Inbetween 