with ribbons streaming

bright cap and streamers,

he sings in the hollow:

come follow, come follow,

all you that love.

leave dreams to the dreamers

that will not after,

that song and laughter

do nothing move.

with ribbons streaming

he sings the bolder;

in troop at his shoulder

the wild bees hum.

and the time of dreaming

dreams is over -- -

as lover to lover,

sweetheart, i come.

james joyce from "chamber music".

in the half-light of a winter morning,

light and shadow coexist side-by-side.

inside and out.

undulating across snowy hummocks,

thin threads of sunlight rise and settle.

the shadow loves the light.

because

without the light's knifes-edge glare,

the shadow

is merely darkness

~

"light loves shadow.

because without shadow's soft depth

light

is merely blinding glare."

dan gurney