These morning treks to catch the waking sun,
Have ever given unexpected rise
to seeing that which oft remains unseen,
Until my eyes are opened to surprise.
I clicked until the fiery star had climbed
beyond horizon, just above the trees,
So turning to return to distant dorm,
My shutter sought to shoot this fleeting scene.
Before me spread the endless playing fields
Resting still and vacant (pending games),
And casting vast ‘fore me on dew-dropped green,
A shadow looming long and large (‘t was me)!
I know not what it signifies or means,
Or what great mystery I might have known,
But thought: “There’s something bigger than just me”,
A hint of timeless majesty was shown.
Day 5: Solitary and Rule of Thirds