Sunlight breaks over the city, and the people on the streets remain within the shadows. But those who turn their heads up see the vibrant colors, while those who stare down to the pavement drift deeper into shadow.
autumn afternoon. the sun penetrates deeply, feeding the grass
the setting sun makes a fireball of a low bank of clouds
low winter sun rounds the golden temple, only shape remains
a patch of leaves. some: light green and veiny; others: black blobs
sunlight fires up one patch of fall color engulfed by shadelands
late day sunlight fires the yellow temple top while shadows harden
sunlight splits
into searchlight sprawl,
lighting in patches
the !n(tro)verted yogi 