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"Neon Minarets" copyright 2009 Meri Arnett-Kremian


Neon minarets dance in the dark,
spinning tight little Sufi spirals,
leaving a vapor trail of energy
to mark their path of devotion.


"Sufi Spirals" copyright 2009 Meri Arnett-Kremian.



Comments

Anonymous said…
beautiful...
November 3, 2009 at 10:35 AM
Bagman and Butler said…
Great work, as usual. I've been busy and out of touch. Your blog is one I've missed the most.
November 4, 2009 at 6:11 AM
rebecca said…
welcome home my gypsy traveler. you have been greatly missed.
i too have been on a "journey" of sorts...
looking forward to our daily alliance, and all the beauty you have to share.

xoxoxo,
r
November 4, 2009 at 6:17 AM
poefusion said…
this is an incredible picture. i love the words that capture the essence of this photo too. beautiful. i'd love to know your secret on this photo for sure.

also I've read the other posts on Egypt and will try to e-mail you a response in a few days as I'm behind on my commenting. hope all is well. have a great day.

glad you're back home.
November 4, 2009 at 9:46 AM
kt said…
love how you played with the light
kt
November 4, 2009 at 10:07 PM
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