The 'Dawn Comes Up Like Thunder' as Kipling used to say.
And I can almost hear it roar at the breaking of the day.
The artificial lamps of night are still up there, aglow,
But the rising sun is putting on a more magnificent show!
The puny artifacts of man are dwarfed by the great sphere!
We must accept the adjective..... compared to the sun we're........'mere'.
Just love that picture and poem. It coincides also with my facination in trying to capture the rising sun. How clever of Malcolm!!
But even shinier on the insides! x
What a glorious photo of day's beginning. With a sky like that it just has to be a good day.
I love your contrast between the insignificance of man compared to the universe.
Another terrific poem. Have a wonderful week-end.
A golden wonder. We are still called come-overs here. If we last 20years we will be stop-overs.
Magnificent shot and words to match! Love them both! Thanks as always!
Great shot Brenda, I love the golden colors.
Have a great weekend!
Regina In Pictures
Magnificent image with a flaming sky!
The Picture and Poem...
Looks - hand in glove :))))
Lovely rhyme here.. and yes.. we're MERE indeed compared to the great sphere!
thank u for the verse Rinkly :)
We are mere, all right. Just wish the powers that be would accept that with all its implications in places like the Gulf.
lovely poem and picture..
I like your thought of the weakling artifical lamps.
They did their duty in the dark
but like a June bug in the day
come the dawn these lights should go out.
We are just mere..
Thanks for reminding.
Wonderful thoughts, words and image!
Wonderful! We do so often forget we are both 'mere' and 'mortal'.
roar at the break of day... it is often like that... refraction
We are'mere' true but then we are here..sharing the vastness of the universe with the 'Sphere'..
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