Thursday, July 30, 2015

Amber Beads

                                                                        
                         ... on my windowsill / amber beads in a glass vase

                                                   ... a necklace from my mother's childhood / holding the light                                                                       
                                     
                                                                                                       



Photograph by Gilen Linn

8 comments:

  1. In physics, the constant at the limits of the spacetime continuum is a velocity, the speed of light. Light doesn't age. The light of other days and the light in this one have no conflict of definition, no difference. Your poem reminds me of this old lesson. Thank you.

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  2. I still have some of the pieces of my mother's jewelry I played with -- or admired -- as a child. They shimmer in the light of memory -- only baubles for most, but true treasure for me.

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    1. That this necklace graced my mother's neck when she was so young ... I'm so grateful she gave it to me ... I was and am honored.

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  3. "holding the light" in more ways than one I suspect.

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  4. Yes....beads holding the light and you placed the pricelessness of that moment right!!

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    1. I think so ... I'm so glad I still have those beads ...

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