Nice to see that I am not the only one who got sidetracked. These poems seem to trigger our inner philosopher or scientist; and I use those labels for their genuine purpose, not the arrogant know-it-all sense that they sometimes get hijacked by. A true philosopher or scientist relishes the mystery and understands that hard and fast facts are almost never permanent. It is in our nature to ponder and meditate the enigma of our existence. It should be a source of joy, not competition and pompousness.
Just one possible correction. I think you meant to write lightning, rather than lighting.
The last photo is great! It’s so cool finding these oasis’ in the city.

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