Sometimes it happens
that a place you walked by a thousand times
looks different in the bright sun light.
Before the leaves fell,
before the sun sank low,
someplace where it was all dappled and shady,
is bright and sunny as you pass by...
It's November, but it's warm enough
For the quartz stones to sweat,
and it catches your eye and you go closer...
..and closer still.
Until you see the thing
"In a differnt light,"
as they say,
and you notice something
you didn't see before.
And you say to yourself,
"Well of course!
These things were meant to be seen
In every kind of light."
Above: In the Shade 8/12/2011
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