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08:56 am: poem from a mostly-cloudy morning

The sun pushing its way
through the rain-laden clouds
An effect of qualities
of the passing masses of gas and water
not the relatively constant
and presumably indifferent
nuclear reactor
millions of miles away.
But being human
I still take delight in such beauty
Brief respite for a troubled soul
Light still shines
Illuminating truth through transient darkness
And maybe the light of the soul is like the sun
It's more constant than it looks from here.

Current Location: work
Current Mood: contemplativecontemplative


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Date:March 26th, 2008 01:22 pm (UTC)
I love momentary glimpses of beauty like that. The ray of sunshine is made all the more special by the gray, gloomy rain clouds. That rare moment is like a glimpse behind the veil of the ordinary and routine into the true nature of the universe.

Thank you.
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