A shadow is there, but in another sense it isn’t there at all. It has a shape and a tonal intensity – yet it’s as formless as a thought. You can’t touch it, smell it, taste it, hear it. If the sun goes behind the cloud, it vanishes.
It’s visible … and it’s empty. It’s here … and it’s gone. It is … and it isn’t.
The mystic Sufi poet Rumi wrote, “Like a shadow, I am and I am not.”
There’s so much to learn from contemplating shadows.
What an extraordinary world opens when one sees the world of shadows & light
What you cannot physically touch is often that which has the greatest impact. Wonderful reflection on so many levels
It is funny what our eyes can see, the truly, may not be there! Looking at this picture, I see so many things, and yet I wonder are they really there or is it just my mind . wonderful quote!
Your image and musings reminded me of one of my favorite quotes (by one of my favorite physicists): "All is process. That is to say, there is ‘no thing’ in the universe. Things, objects, entities, are abstractions of what is relatively constant from a process of movement and transformation. They are like the shapes that children like to see in clouds." - David Bohm (1917-1992)
The abstract shadows dance on my mind and seem to conjure a strange yet familiar shape of a music stand with the pages of a musical score flung open to be played for an unknown audience.