Out of the blue, a short-lived salvo of pea-sized hail stones shreds foliage and dances across roadways, until pleasing swaths of fine shingle come together to form artful arrays. The icy pellets bear semblance to small pebbles along river banks arranged into sweeping patterns by moving water. In mind’s eye an infinite microcosm of primordial star dust and galaxies takes flight. Old stars paint the heavenly canvas red, while young stars probe infinity with cool, blue light.
I ponder whether I should treasure imagination or knowledge. While I hold knowledge in high regard, it is finite. It depends on what we know and have come to understand through learned quests. Imagination on the other hand embraces the infinite scope, scale and mysteries of the Universe. So, what is mankind’s most cherished treasure? I venture it is our visions and dreams, for they are the realm where imagination and knowledge intersect—where we define our humanity and come to understand our place on the spiral of life.
© Ilija Lukić 2021
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| Cosmic Interlude (Photo Impressionism) |
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