The Meaning of Light

Yesterday I flew through long stretches of clouds, travelling above state lines as the rain soaked windshields and stopped traffic below. The cover of the airline’s in-flight magazine caught my eye – titled “The Meaning of Light” – I thought of the book I carried in my bag that pondered that same question. Flipped through the pages, intending to scan and not necessarily read. Like with Sky-mall, marveling at the unique and often un-affordable gadgets for sale. Instead, I read page after page, absorbed by light poetry from astronauts, the colours of a guitar from a musician, innovations of light from engineers, scientists and urban planners, even an entire city celebrating light. I didn’t stop reading until I’d finished cover to cover, until the seat-belt sign above blinked red and the airplane began its descent to the earth below.

photo by D. Breezy 

As I looked up into the sky last night, sun peeking out from behind rainy clouds just before darkness, I was reminded of the power, energy and creativity the light gives us. I imagined the colours in the vast sky above, like the colours the astronauts experienced thousands of miles above the earth — forever in motion, constantly changing. And I was thankful. Thankful in the knowledge that the light will always be present, always creating, always returning with each new dawn.

Here is a link to the issue. Happy Reading!

11 thoughts on “The Meaning of Light”

    1. Oh! No–I haven’t tried a haibun, though I read some over at another poetry blog last week–was it the d verse poets? I think so. I have just found that one and haven’t linked up to it yet. Thanks for reading & commenting.

  1. I find that sometimes a long-distance flight is an experience where you feel both as part and apart from the world around you… sometimes time flies in ways that seems unreal, not to mention if you change the timezone.

  2. Thank you for sharing of your ‘light reading’. I enjoyed reading, especially of your relating it to your day-to-day observations.
    I also read some of light, there is light that we cannot see. And we can see more of it than some of the animals, others can see more than we.
    The human eye has three light receptors that see three ranges of light, red, green, and blue. Mixtures of the light rays ‘seen’ give us our colors, like mixing paint of the primary colors.
    Dogs only have two receptors and thus are limited to seeing black and white and shades of gray. Many birds have four receptors, one is of higher light frequency ranges than humans and so these can see up to ultra violet ‘color’ ranges. The human’s three limit us to the color violet as high. Color blind persons have problems with or are missing a receptor.
    I didn’t explain this real good, but it is about the best I can do.

    1. Jim–my mother is a painter, and seems to have an innate sense of lines, shadows–color and light. It doesn’t surprise that birds have a higher range of light frequencies than us, as they also do with sound–thank you for your insights. Glad you enjoyed my writing–thanks.

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