LIGHT THROUGH PRISMS
Knowledge is great, we hunger to learn,
yet science cannot alone explain
the wonder we feel at nature’s play;
The beauty of light broken through prisms.
The light through fine raindrops high above
creating a rainbow at which we swoon and dream,
to which even songs are composed.
To the multitude of colours within,
Through bubbles, angles and light.
The glassblower’s art, so fascinating,
almost mystic as we watch.
I love observing, almost tear eyed;
Always walk out with one piece in my hand.
I have seen this wonder in snow crystals too
and yes, in a drinking glass.
In reverence we watch these bubbles in the sky,
in a studio, in a droplet on a grass;
Don’t let us forget bubbles of light
rising from our hearts.
© miriam ivarson
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I loved the beautiful images and the thought provoking poem inspired me in so many ways…
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Thank you Jenanita, the images at the top are pieces I bought from glass blowers. Standing on my windowsill now, catching light.
Glad you felt inspired.
miriam
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I love glass and all of its properties. Never boring, either…
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Reblogged this on anita dawes and jaye marie.
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These images are beautiful, and lovely poem💝
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Thank you for your lovely comment. I enjoyed trying to get the light right and these phone cameras aren’t bad.
Glad you liked the poem too.😊 .
miriam
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You’re welcome,Yes lighting is absolutely perfect🌸🙏🏻💝
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Lovely words and images! ❤
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Thank you so much Luisa for your warm comment.
miriam
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those are awesome spheres. 🙂
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Thank you Jim, I agree. They are worth every penny I paid … and more.
miriam
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Lovely poem, images. I particularly like the last two linse Miriam. 🙂
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Thank you Brad for your kind comment. I am so glad you liked the last lines
as they tie us in with the whole.
Miriam
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Very uplifting, inspiring words reflecting the beauty of nature. I love the images you posted, they seems like miniature worlds. I have been to the original Waterford Crystal in Ireland, many years ago, and watched the glass blowers at work perfecting their crystal.
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Len, thank you so much for this beautiful comment. I feel that in all
art we can draw on nature, our biggest teacher. Like you I feel the two globes look like miniature words, wonder if the artist meant that?
Waterford Crystal in Ireland is indeed a beautiful place to visit. Hope you bought something.😊 .
Miriam
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Light, bubbles, pockets of mystical space – you use all of them beautifully as metaphors for capturing the wonders of life. Lovely, nuanced poem, Miriam. And the photos are gorgeous, allowing me to see what inspired you.
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What a wonderful comment and appreciation Sharon. Thank you !
How happy I am that you felt for these metaphors and the meaning behind.
Don’t encourage me 😊, I will take more photos.
Miriam
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all your perspective’s
beauty make me smile
as i head out into my day, miriam
more receptive to the ripples
and refractions i call perceptions 🙂
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I love that you smile, David
Meeting your perceptions,
and letting them fill your heart.
Miriam
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This poem is very beautiful, Miriam, and I love the glass globe pictures.
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Thank you Robbie, how sweet your words ring. Those glass globes
are special to me and I am glad you like their beauty.
Miriam
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That last offers the greatest light.
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Thank you David, and without the last we wouldn’t see the others fully.
miriam
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These images are beautiful!
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Thanks so much Kate. These globes are on my morning sun windowsill
and give me pleasure every day.
miriam
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Oh I agree, we need to leave a little bit of life unexplained… there has to be room for bubbles and wonder.
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Thank you Björn, indeed there has the be room for bubbles and wonder.
Miriam
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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I am honoured and will head over to say hello.
miriam
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Miriam,,
These orbs of light are quite beautiful and easy on the eyes. It leaves one little to wonder why Galileo and Newton were so interested in light as you have shown us again with your beautiful words… jc
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JC, thank you for your beautiful comment. I am glad you enjoyed the orbs and the poem. Galileo and Newton were deep thinking men and I wouldn’t be surprised if they admitted that they could explain all – except our hearts
joy when seeing the beauty.
Miriam
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This speaks to my heart as I have a Special love and fascination for glass and water in the light. Lots of glass pieces in my home. Thank you
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I am so very glad to hear that B. I do remember you telling me about it and
taking photos of beautiful stained windows.
Maybe you should do a post with your favourite pieces.
Hug
miriam
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I, too, am enthralled by light through glass and water. I have colored bottles in my windows, but even a glass of water can show this magic. When swimming in a pool, I look for the wavy lines of light on the bottom and watch them as long as I can.
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Isn’t it wonderful JoAnna, that we are so many who feel enthralled by the beauty of refraction of light in glass, air or water and more.
Bottom of a swimming pool is one as is the glitter on the waves on the sea.
Blessed be vision
Miriam
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❤ Vision is a blessing.
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I agree science can’t explain these joys Miriam – there is no reason why the world should be so beautiful and yet it is 🙂
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I am grateful and happy for all these miracles that can’t be explained. Just are.
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It’s true, Miriam. Science can explain how the things that move us happen. Refraction of light, harmonic tones, colour blends. What it cannot explain, and never will, is why the light shining though a raindrop, a single chord of music or a few brushstrokes of colour on a board can make our hearts and souls sing. Keep pointing out the beauty there is in this world.
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Thanks for your beautiful response Peter. Science is fascinating but I am
sure they will never be able to put our soul under the microscope. 😊 .
Our reactions to all things of beauty – and sadly cruelty – is not a measurable fact. It can also vary from person to person.
I will indeed continue finding the beauty here on Earth and Universe, even with risk of repeating myself.
miriam
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Miriam, you wonderfully bring alive the sheer magic of ‘bubbles of light’, taking us from your personal love for glass work, to nature’s gifts of light prisms. The inherent beauty of these tactile objects in your poem are dwarfed by the ultimate bubble of light of your last two lines:
‘Don’t let us forget bubbles of light
rising from our hearts.’
Wow! I would expect no less from you but yet you always surprise, leave our spirits soaring after reading your poems! And as always your photos are a visual treat. 😀
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Annika, thank you for this very beautiful response, it lifted my heart.
You have so magically woven in the three aspects of light and air I used and
given wings to my words. Wow, that is a gift.
Thank you for quoting the last stanza, that is important to me.
Miriam
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I, too love blown glass. I create stained glass art. There’s just something about light and color coming through glass … Aloha, Miriam!
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Wow Bela, it must be great to be able to create the stained glass art.
I love seeing stained glass windows in Cathedrals.
Nature taught us well, lessons there every day.
Thank you for your lovely comment.
Miriam
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Love the imagery here, Miriam! So beautiful, and I love the lyrical language. Rainbows and raindrops, Nature’s prisms!
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Julie,
Thank you for these beautiful words. So much praise from you could make me quite dizzy. 😊 . I often see nature as the source for most art and the prisms definitely belong there. Water, air and light.
Miriam
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What a lovely image you created in this poem, Miriam. I’m fascinated with blown glass and it’s just a glimpse of the nature. Nature is always an inspiration to me.
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I am glad you liked this, Miriam. Nature is indeed the inspiration and what
supports us through life. All the bubbles made me think f how magical all
really is.
miriam
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Beautiful. I am amazed at the colors we experience. I suppose we can say colors are unlimited. 🙂
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Thank you Ron for your lovely comment. You might just be right about unlimited colours. I paint some and know how many shades I have to mix often to try and capture the one I see, and to that comes trying to add the
emotive substance of the colour.
Magic
Miriam
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I agree Miriam. Colors seem to be magical. 🙂
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