POINT OF VIEW

As the sun rides low on the horizon,

Cold air migrates from north to south,

Shadows have sharp lines, and

Light reflects unusual wavelengths,

As a singer might voice high and low notes.

Crest to crest each vibrant color code

Translates into a clear point of view

As illusive as the size of the sun or moon

Set upon a line between earth and sky

After summer’s humid, overexposed light.

Framed, corrected view placed over a haze;

Lucid distinctions and definitions override

Uncertainty and shadows more mysterious

Than the darkest nights or rooms;

Crystal clear creates apparitions of light.

Persistent haunts that cling to the mind

Even with glasses removed and eyes closed

Rims are still visible on the back of the eyelid

Darkness is framed. 

©cmheuer, 2015