Dark shadowy night,
With river bright as silver;
Reflecting the moon.
I recall it was winter time; and, I’d just come back from visiting my cousins who lived in London’s Twickenham area. I crossed over the bridge, and, decided to go take a really long walk beside the riverside; the time was caught up somewhere between both evening and night. At the beginning of my journey, there was still fading sun light; but, by the end of my journey…walking all the way up towards Putney bridge; a journey lasting for quite a few miles…it was already pitch dark night.
I really don’t know if it was due to my poor eyesight…as I’m short sighted…meaning, can’t see things too clearly when they are at a far distance; but, when I looked at the river…after being surrounded by this all enclosing darkness…I couldn’t see ‘moving waves’, anymore; but, instead, all I saw was the river looked like being a totally flat sheet of ‘solid silver’…that one could very easily imagine standing/or, even walking on…that was mirroring the light of the moon. In fact, I was experiencing nothing more than a mere optical illusion…!