12. Poetry

Growing up near East Lake golf course in Atlanta, the great golfing amateur Bobby Jones had this to say about practicing his putting as a youth:

I remember back in my high school days, I was living within the range of a good iron shot form the East Lake course, and on nights when the moon was out, I used to go over to the club and putt, with a friend and neighbor, on the practice green near the tenth tee. The moonlight, of course, revealed the hole, and it also made visible the more prominent slopes and irregularities – wormcasts and the like. In this half-revealing light, it was a source of wonderment to my friend and me that we invariably putted better than in broad daylight, especially when it came to holing out from distances up to eight or ten feet.

There must be something to be learned from that moonlight putting. I believe it to be this – the men who putt well on greens good and bad must have schooled themselves to see a putting green as we used to see it in the moonlight.

Sometimes it helps to look at things in a different light. The lights of New York’s Times Square tell of a land of opportunity and achievement whereas the myriad of pinpoint lights cast by God against the black winter sky appeal to one’s senses of wonderment and curiosity. Shadows of trees painted by the light of a full moon are intriguing; they draw one to have a sense of belonging in nature.

Day 12 Guide

Think today of how various kinds of light make you feel. In what light do you most enjoy seeing the world?

© 2006, Levi Hill

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