Light
gives sight,
can play games
revealing delightful
illusions.
An illusion - but no enhancements!
This is exactly as ’snapped’ -
and a complete surprise to me.
This is exactly as ’snapped’ -
and a complete surprise to me.
The short 1-2-3-2-1 word format poem and the extraordinary and completely chance photo above, arose from a visit to the 'Cutty Sark' at Greenwich with two of our grand-daughters as a half-term treat. On the main deck, there are three stunning display work-cabins with glass at each end to allow the interiors to be viewed without visitors walking through them. We were either side of the galley, thus facing, I think, south (me) and north (the girls). If you look to the left of my reflection, you can see some cups and saucers just behind the ‘Walley’ figure, part of a hunt game. A strong early afternoon sun gave rise to this remarkable illusion of a wholly curious, insubstantial me with Cutty Sark headphones on, fading into the chequered pattern floor and seemingly holding a brightly lit photo of my grand-daughters, Grace and Catie.
So, a moment, perhaps, to give thanks for the amazing gift of light which enables those of us privileged to enjoy good sight to see all the amazing glories of the world around us: and to follow that with thanks for the dark which enables us to see deep into the vast sweep of the universe.
May you enjoy the wonders of both the light of day and the darkness of night both of which can give us far wider perspectives on life - which are so needed today!
