Meditation

Rhyming sijo variation

 

 

Meditation

 

The shifting blues of soft twilight, precursor to the fall of night.

From palest blue to indigo the colours waver come and go.

No earthly artist though they try can possibly identify the boundaries between the hues which swirl and blend just as they choose.

Before they’re overtaken by darkness of night that rules the sky

Until the Moons serenity appears on high for all to see.

 

Here in the quiet countryside I meditate each eventide

Upon the qualities of light which alter with the fall of night.

Though it grows dark I still can see my eyes can work efficiently adjusting to the changing light though colours fade to black and white. An interlude a passing phase which flees before the silver rays

 the newly risen moon supplies. Colours return delight our eyes

 

Though there’s a subtle difference the colours now are less intense

 than those seen by the light of day. As if they’re altered in some way

Although I’m forced to recognise this may be due to tired eyes

I’m half convinced against my will that moonlight can and does instil

some new dimension to how we see.Adding some new delicacy

 to our perception of the light. Perhaps we achieve clearer sight.

 

28-Feb-08

Reviews

[TL Boehm]

wonderfully written. I used to paint when I had time, and loved mixing colors...almost as much as I loved painting. This is a beautiful study of both the external and the internal palette. Well done.

[Siddartha Beth Pierce]

Beautiful! What a wonderful meditation both on color and light...as a visual artist, I find this work particularly moving. You have such a way with rhythm. Nicely written. Thank you.
Light,
Siddartha