From Afar
Saturn's rings shine in splendor
beacons of beauty in endless space
and glimpsed beyond, amongst the darkness
a small blue orb glows with grace
She's dancing there in sheer perfection
elegant, charming, and oh so small
No blemishes in her complexion
A simple magic azure ball
From afar we see no features
From afar we see no scars
No hurt, no pain, no peaks, no valleys
Just a hint of blue among the stars
All our planet with all its wonder
its worries, woes and majesty
is seen waltzing on along her orbit
A delicate home for humanity
Way out here, there's fresh perspective
which sends a shiver down my spine;
that Earth is small and I am smaller
That's humbling and yet divine
Harry O'Neill
Sat 26th Aug 2017 12:01
David,
I`ve come back to this after realising how well the picture - with it`s contrast of size - reflects so well the actual poem.
The poem includes the `scars`...`hurt`...and `pain` of the Earth but the contrast indeed `perspectives` it into something `humbling` and yet `divine`
It is all done by distancing into perspective.
The picture reflects (rather than competes) with the poem
perfectly.
I think what I`m trying to `get at` is the way the poem tells that: in time (distance) suffering fades.