Light and Shadow



I sit and say good bye to the day, in my own way, listening to the rustle of leaves, having a moment of quiet to see the lengthening of shadows, the light turning golden, slowly slipping away. 

It was a strange brooding day, dark clouds hovering close, at one point blackening the sky even as the sun shone brightly on the forest, the field, the lake. Tomorrow there will be rain, and the next day, and the next. The forecast showed nothing but grey clouds and raindrops, so I look at the light now, drinking it in before it’s gone. 

The moon is dark, and so are my dreams, seeming to have fallen into chaos, and I can hardly remember them. I’m more tired also, and have little to say, or to write, and I just want to sit and look at the trees, the play of light and shadow. 

When we drove to the store today, I looked out on yellow and purple flowers, and fields of burnt orange. I saw glitterings lakes and white clouds hanging low in the sky, and I felt the day was rose colored and golden, and I could not speak in fear of not being there to see it all, feel it touch something inside of me. I thought of winter and how everything will be white, or a muddy brown and I knew I would miss all the colors that are so bright and shining now, how I would miss the sound of water and leaves. 

4 Comments on Light and Shadow

  1. sarah
    September 11, 2015 at 8:23 pm (3 years ago)

    you write in such a beautiful way, always with a thread of sorrow through it, a poignancy, which touches my heart. I must admit I like dark skies and rain, but I know I am unique with that 🙂
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    • Anne Linn
      September 11, 2015 at 8:41 pm (3 years ago)

      Oh I love it too sarah, the sky when it’s dark and stormy. I think I feel very much alive then. Thank you for your comment. It means a lot to me 🙂

  2. Jodi Sky
    September 12, 2015 at 4:10 pm (3 years ago)

    One thing I love about your writing is that it reminds me of the tender beauty of living in the present and observing small moments with openness. You bring a touch of loveliness and honesty to my day. There is sadness in saying goodbye when things shift. Sometimes I wonder if a part of us fears Spring or good things will never return. But the wheel always turns regardless of our fears. I love the dark sky and impending rain that you describe. That kind of weather makes me feel alive and connected to mystery.
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    • Anne Linn
      September 13, 2015 at 7:54 am (3 years ago)

      Thank you Jodi. Your comment really helped me, because I was feeling a little lost today. Yes, lets hope spring will always return.


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