Lighting the Dark

         

            A dense, dreamy fog smears the boundaries between the horizon and the sky, the trees and the grass. A puffed, rolling mixture of greys and whites hangs above. Millions of these droplets slowly balloon lower and lower in the sky. But deeper in the clouds, across this shallow valley of pastureland, something catches the eye. Surrounded by an ashen ambience, a soft, yellowy-orange cloud rides the hilly horizon miles away. Its clear, warm, and rich light slowly seeps into the opaque background like ink bleeding into a piece of paper. , The florescence steadily disperses the turbulent blacks and blues.  

          
~ Justin Mitchell