There is mystery here
induced by light,
not difficult or rare,
a pedestrian sight,
yet magical
none the less,
drawing the eyes
deep into dream.
It’s a sleight of vision,
a riddle of the gods,
solved by
a gazing child
who can’t let go
of this sunlit puzzle.
Lost in this tableau
of reflected thoughts
he is found in wonder.
Poem and photo by clinock.
Photo: Store window. Main St. Vancouver.
Thanks for taking our pedestrian sight to another level!
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Many levels on our roads – each one offers magical sights, as you know Robert – thank you…
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🙂
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This poem makes me fantasize about all that we think we see. Lovely posting! As always 😉
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The more we think we see the more we see – thank you Ina, as always…
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Beautiful “tableau of reflected thoughts”, John…
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Your comments are always appreciated Marina – thank you…
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There’ re as many patterns and layers with even more details within in the photo as there’ re in the poem, John. Such a beautiful and powerful correlation…with thoughts lingering in the air.
PS: Funnily enough – glimpses of art of Hundertwasser flashed in my mind for a moment while looked at the photo. 🙂
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Hundertwasser connection is perfect as are your perceptions of this post – thank you Ese for your welcome inspiration, always and all ways…
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