Reflections in the stillness
On a patch of water
Reflections of sunlight
On a passing cloud
Reflecting colours
We humans have named…
The truth of clarity
Is the freedom in the uncertain
Was watching the reflections of sunlight dancing on this patch of water on the window sill of my terrace one evening. I was mesmerized by the fleeting cloud it had captured and its amazing colours that held my fancy for a long while…
Savvy
What seems to be, may not be
What is, may be not
What is apparent, may be invisible
What is assumption, may become a contradiction
Or simply delusions of our own imagination.
Or simply a clarity of illusions in the reflections.
Savvy
October 9, 2017 at 5:42 am
Beautiful poem and what reflections cannot do. A clarity of simple illusions. Loved these apt words with your picture. Great poem, Savvy.
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October 9, 2017 at 6:03 am
Thank you Kamal …as I was watching the dance of sunlight and the clouds I was suddenly drawn to this dance of reflections on a little patch of water…in a dimension of its own making.💙
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October 9, 2017 at 6:56 am
Welcome Savvy and yes poetry is like that can just move with anything.
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October 9, 2017 at 8:48 am
Certainly agree😊
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October 9, 2017 at 9:01 am
Thanks Savvy.
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October 10, 2017 at 7:43 am
Your momentum dearest Savvy, immeasurable than “profanes”.
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October 10, 2017 at 7:47 am
Beethoven Moonlight Sonata could be that momentum/carpe diem, for you.
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October 10, 2017 at 8:21 am
Beautiful and to you too my friend.
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October 10, 2017 at 7:50 am
Because of the colours of your soul (a deeper, soulful and brighter soul).
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October 10, 2017 at 8:21 am
Thank you dear Diane for your kind reflections and supportive shares here .
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