Reflections On Life

CLOUDS ACROSS THE MOON A windy Spring night, standing in the grass and watching the sky. Clouds appeared illuminated from within by a pale light. The House lights dimmed as the nightly performance resumed. Stars twinkled faintly, politely stepping back as the moon lit the Stage. Familiar shapes offered salutation as old friends. Fantastic shapes also came into view- mythical creatures from long-past ages Resurfacing as a whale breaches the water. Their parts in the celestial Play rehearsed, each entering the spotlight for a Moment, unannounced. Find them if you can! The Great Library turned out its books and scrolls, allowing every character Ever written about to step off the pages and join the Play, Each given a moment to read their lines, to act out their parts… Ships crashing through the waves, great dragons hurling fireballs across the sky- People, places, things, in a never-ending procession. Each character, each performance only for a moment… in the next moment, Their features unrecognizable as they faded into the background, back to their Source, as ever new characters appeared in the moonlight, then fell back In turn to discuss what new forms they will take. And so with Life- a sketch, a painting, a photograph capture the ongoing Play At one instant, a window into what was in that moment. Can you find that moment again? Recapture it? For Life is inexorable change.