I was standing today in the dark toolshed.
The sun was shining outside and through the crack at the top of the door there came a sunbeam. From where I stood that beam of light, with its specks of dust floating in it, ws the the most striking thing in the place. Everything else was almost pitch-black. I was seeing the beam, not seeing things by it.
Then I moved, so that the beam fell on my eyes. Instantly the whole previous pciture vanished. I saw no toolshed, and (above all) no beam. Instead I saw, framed in the irregular cranny at the top of the door, green leaves moving on the branches of a tree outside and beyond that, ninety-odd million miles away, the sun.
Looking along the beam, and looking at the beam, are very different experiences.
CS Lewis Planet Narnia
by Michael Ward
The sun was shining outside and through the crack at the top of the door there came a sunbeam. From where I stood that beam of light, with its specks of dust floating in it, ws the the most striking thing in the place. Everything else was almost pitch-black. I was seeing the beam, not seeing things by it.
Looking along the beam, and looking at the beam, are very different experiences.
CS Lewis Planet Narnia
by Michael Ward
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