Perception of Angles

By the reflection of I; the sun thought with. If to look across the bay, shadows crept with contemplation. I scorned and led into falsities, with blind glare of self. Yet the whole was a-part and the shine became weary. In knowing, I departed to the unlit dock,across. Many travels recently with dim, still never let my mind see all. For if, the Reflection upon was the same as the other.