Inspired by all three images for today.
Infinite, Indefinite
What was here—or anywhere—
before light
traveled
streaming from no-time, from no-color,
from emptiness
flowing in waves,
as the tide of the universe
rises and falls
to burnish rooftops
and create shadows on the beach
where you stand
on glowing sand
against grey-green waves, blue sky,
and umbrellas rising like flowers
in a variety of hues–
at night, the rain will stream
the city lights into puddles
reflected to the sky
bouncing back to the boundless
in-between
and endless possibility.
I am once again participating in Paul Brookes’ April Ekphrastic Challenge. Each day, I will post my poem(s) here. You can see the art and read the other responses by going to Paul’s site here.
The artists are Gaynor Kane, John Phandal Law, and Anjum Wasim Dar. Thank you for your wonderful and inspiring art!
Yesterday and today: Merril's historical musings 
Especially the first 3 lines. Can anything exist without light? Or is that too narrow as a definition of existence? (K)
Thank you, Kerfe. I suppose some things exist without light, but perhaps they need the things around them that do exist because of light, which means they do need light, too?
Another circular question, as so many are.
Yes, so true. We like circles, too. 😊
It’s all down to light and the oceans, isn’t it? You begin with wondering what was here before the tide rolled in, where it all began. I began with wondering if what the tide brought in is all we can expect, where it will end,
Yes, you’re right–light and oceans. I suppose that is both the beginning and the ending.
Yes! I hadn’t thought of it that way.
Our circles. 😀
xxx
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Love the line about the rain streaming the city lights into puddles!
Thank you so much, Linda! That’s what the photo looked like to me. 😊
That was my favorite line as well, Linda!
Thank you very much, Liz!
You’re welcome, Merril!
I like the half-rhyme of ‘sky’ and ‘possibility’ – poetry has endless possibilities of creating beauty 😊
Thank you so much, Ingrid.
Perhaps it’s accent, but I don’t really hear much of a half-rhyme in sky and possibility–but I’m glad you liked it!😊
It chimes for me 😊
Next time we’re live on dVerse, we’ll both have to say the words. 😀
Good idea 🤣
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Reblogged this on The Wombwell Rainbow.
Thank you, Paul!
I went to see the art.
Ekphrastic or not, this is a wonderful piece, lasting with hope! Thank you, Merril!
Thank you so much. I’m enjoying the art, and writing to it.
“at night, the rain will stream
the city lights into puddles” so well taken from the photo to link with the rest of the theme stated in the first few lines
Thank you very much, Derrick!
Love this! What a perfect mix of images by words and images by well… images!
Thank you so much, Dale! 😊
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