Miles of walk in the metered woods

The pitch dark, starry sky at light years distance;

The foot bridge holding our combined mass,

Oops!! Not mass but weight;

The anemometer measured 3 with a whisper

The colorimeter reflected silver in the brook;

The blooming of a night rose in the luminance of moonlight

And a pearl in the rose radiated 683 lux of dispersed white light.

A solitude night walk made this physicist

Realize spending years blindfolded in darkness,

He failed to recognize the dawn in the dusk