Late last night, a fierce lightning storm marched through mountains. I woke to harsh light strobing throughout my house each time a stroke of lightning plunged into the sprawl of peaks and valleys north and south of me.
At times, the broken light seemed
to rip my house in two. One flash of light
might place a bright wall too close to me; while the next pushed walls too far
away. Alternating between the north and
south side of my house, the splashes of light delivered strange shadows that made
tables and chairs appear to dance all around me.
As a young boy, these displays
of too overly bright light and crazy shadows terrified me. But last night I watched in fascination as light
juggled the contents of my house before my eyes.
In the end, everything we see
is merely a trick of the light and I am here to enjoy the show.
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