Looking out my window at a sky dark and grey a grey even the brightest of lights couldnt penitrate i noticed a lone figure standing in a vast feild of many colors oranges brighter than the setting sun blues deeper than the sea greens more radiant than those that are on exotic birds and reds darker than the blood that flows through my veins i stared long moments at this figure and the longer i stared i noticed that the sky opened up and shown the most brilliant light but it wasnt just one light it was all colors but not it was like this man was drawing the lights of heaven down upon himself arms spread wide hair billowing out behind him it was the most amazing sight but now its nothing more than a memory.
COMMENTS
-