The sun never really sets or rises, since the earth sees its shine from all sides at some point in time. While our bodies cannot be everywhere at once, leave it to our minds to conceive the impossible….
And the sun never
went down –
it just spread out
over the water,
skipping light
off of the shimmering
lake.
photo and poem from ‘Nostalgia, Naturally’ by Tyler Pedersen, Copyright 2007
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