As I drove home from the crystalline opportunity of the future

Gray curtains parted, setting the cumulus stage before a golden backdrop . Lofty vaporous cathedrals vaulted high into the warm light, stepped risers expectantly awaiting a heavenly choir to process from the wings

What could be seen as oppressive black bellies thick with gray drizzle instead carries as much importance as the dark wood of a well beloved bandshell, the ponderous weight that gives stability to soaring wonder.

What marvelous dynamics of interpretation spill forth from a mind at moments of cusp. To live as a human is to lay personal claim to the terrible beauty of that spectrum, it's heights and plunging depth. I claim it all.