I took this through the bedroom window this morning. It was a very frosty start. I liked the colours. There was a reflection of the lampshade in the shot but I liked that – looked like a moon hanging in the sky.
I was annoyed with myself – I took too long getting organised and it wasn’t as good as it had been ten minutes earlier. The light had changed. Should have hurried!
Light
Bring in the light!
The light of wisdom;
The light of love.
Bring in the light!
The light of compassion;
The light of truth.
Shine the light
To reveal the grime
That we may clean.
Shine the light
To cleanse the crime
Disinfect the scene.
Shine the light so we can see
The stains of corruption,
The horror of war,
The reality of what we do.
Shine the light.
Banish the dark.
Reveal the culprits.
Cleanse the world.
Shine the light on joy.
Shine the light on brotherhood.
Shine the light on friendship
And share the bounty.
Opher – 13.11.2023
I’m not a believer in religion but we need Diwali every day. We need to illuminate what evil deeds are being carried out and who the perpetrators are. We need justice, scrutiny and accountability.
We need to cleanse the world of tyrants, despots, war and violence.
We need a new age of love and friendship. What’s so funny about peace and love?
Our Light
It glows,
Incandescent in the night,
Fusing elements
To create worlds.
It radiates
Without pause or thought
As it gives
Of all it has.
Worshipped
From afar in wonder
As it appears
To traverse the sky.
Seething
With an atmosphere
Of molten
Plasma fury.
It gives life
Without knowing
As it sacrifices
Itself eternally.
Opher 30.5.2016
Our Light
I wanted to produce a poem for our sun – sol – the giver of life.
It was marvelled at by the ancients and worshipped as a god. For they recognised that all the light and heat it gave was all that sustained us. As they saw it slowly rise, crawl across the sky and sink they sank to their knees and gave thanks. For we have need to produce ritual and seek answers. Our imagination is mighty.
Within its heart it fuses simple hydrogen and helium to create the full range of elements. It spews forth the complex atoms from which we are formed. Our carbon and oxygen were forged within that cauldron of unimaginable heat and pressure.
The planet we stand on is of its essence.
It pours forth light, heat and matter in a constant storm as we live within its atmosphere. It will do so for billions of years – as if an eternity. Then it will turn destroyer and expand to wrap us in its fiery cape and dissolve every artefact of our existence.
Once more we will rest within its mantle.
It is only a small star –
Nothing more.
