Blurred
In evening light at still of day
Shadows are sweeping time away.
A man through his window sees it all,
The fading blue, the shadow fall.
At the upper edge of vision
Perfect pearl, divine precision.
As hidden jewel in tapestry,
Shines the orb through the trees.
Two thirds round, white edged, sharp and clean.
The last third blurs into the unseen.
Precise imperfection, edged and blurred
The Pearl Setter has not erred.
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afishamongmany
Sun 16th Jun 2019 19:36
Many thanks to all who liked and who commented.
It was good to be able to communicate something of what I experienced looking out to the large field at the bottom of our garden. The shadows of trees at the edge of the field really do push into and sweep across the field as the sun goes down. And co-incidentally, yesterday evening the moon was in the same phase and position.
As to 'co-incidences', how many people have ever stopped to wonder at the fact that the sun, the moon and the earth, three different sized bodies at different distances from each other and in different orbital relationships to each other, overlay ( the moon over the sun and earth's shadow over the moon) so perfectly when there are total eclipses?.
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