“If stars would but appear only one night every thousand years, my how they would marvel and stare.” Ralph Waldo Emerson
“Yours is the light by which my spirit’s born: – you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars.” E.E. Cummings
I fancy the image more dark and brooding, less about love and hope and nature. Good and evil perhaps? A challenge to the meek, the distracted, the saints?

Love it! And your description. What is it?
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Thanks…I was at a restoration company and in the parking lot were many rusted, metal frames,coils, pulleys…old, heavy duty iron pieces. This piece…I am not sure what it was, caught my eye because of the sun the the piece combining for this stark shadow. The piece was slightly elevated from the surface allowing for the shadow.
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