When the sun sits up
and looks down on a partly-cloudy
day, in-between those blots
and aisles of brilliant white,
can it see all the interplay
of brightness and shade
in-between the slices
of layer cake it cuts us
to sever day from night?
Probably, no. It can't see
a thing. The source of almost
all light is blind. It only
puts out. It can't take
in. Reflection's too far,
it cannot catch sight.
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