This morning I saw the most gorgeous moment ever. One of many I'd suppose. I desperately wanted to take a picture to try to hold a visual record of this event, however, I have promised myself not to take anymore pictures while driving. It is hazard to both health and life in general, and honestly wouldn't have done the moment justice. Atlas the only way I can share this glorious second with anyone is through mere wordage.
Behind me came the sun. Warm with pure light of red and orangish hue. It had just crested the ridge and was rapidly spilling on to the valley below.
As the light shot out in front of me it began vigorously beating at the slight mist that hung amidst the trees which tunneled this winding back road. The battle against the rays was futile, as the fog was already retreating rapidly it's slight buffer between the sun and the trees.
The trees mind you are just starting to turn. A varied spectrum of color reflected off their leaves as they received the light of day. The Yellow green and red leaves alike all shared a life like glow in the warming suns welcoming rays.
Then, there above the tree tops, straight ahead, and slightly to the left shone the full moon in a radiant shadow of passing glory. Her time was coming to an end. Still it was as if she seemed to pause to cast a greeting to the new dawn, along with a silvery goodbye and a promise to return again.
Just a moment, come and gone. Yet a hallowed awe remains for the One who orchestrated it's very being.
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