Jan G. Otterstrom F.

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I stay out of the streets
to not dispel the inner vision
of  beauty that is more than
an unalterable harmony but
dynamics, that explodes
expanding with thunderheads
cumulus nimbus blurring each
limit, contour and boundary
in violent convections
visual forms merging with
the passing of sunshine through
wind shaking the leaves, shadows
hiding in dark light, shifting
semblances passing quickly by
our moving brain, illusory
impalpable appearances out our window
penetrating planes, opening
volumes of colorful contoured space.
c) Jan G. Otterstrom F.
    August 8, 2010
    Costa Rica