Leo 2. On the surface of water, flecks of dust floating.
Both water and air love the dust, water because it can turn it into mud – much loved of flowers – and air because it can help the dust to fly like microscopic angels. As mud, dust flows together into one great shadow, as dust floating in air each microscopic angel casts its own miniscule shadow, the collective dust shadows softening the sun’s harshness, especially in autumn, when they reduce the fierce yellow to a tender gold.
But for now the dust motes float on water, not quite angels and not quite mud. Sometimes it is such a pleasure to exist in the middle.