Last Night on the Pacific Coast in Del Mar, California

Last night the sky was thick with blue.
Air, ocean, cliffs, palms, flowers, people, dogs, benches, everything blue, blue, blue--sky blue--all glowing, vibrating blue.

Then the sun dipped low over the ocean and under the long, thick line of clouds.
A blood orange crescent cut through, turning the ocean's surface orange-gray, and
Gradually revealing its whole big cherry red self.

Pink then gold shimmered across the ocean's surface,
Making the whole sky, the whole ocean, the whole world an opal,
With the sun its center glowing fire
Casting light in shifting aspect all around,
All perspectives glowing and alive with light.

Surfers caught waves, each ride like the sun breaking through the clouds.
Celebrants gathered all around on shore and cliffs, our eyes like personal suns registering the light until we shone like opals too.