Yellow

Look how they shine

I drove into the canyon at sunset, a day of sluggish clouds leaving just a sliver of space for the setting sun to set the mountainside aflame. Twenty-seven years of sunsets along these mountains and still they take my breath away, I had to slow the car to take it in. You should see this, you know, there's something of life in these ridges, something of God in these valleys and your voice is too far from my skin lately, it sets everything out of sorts. Today I drove into the canyon, in the deep of winter, and thought against all odds how happy I am, how full, how right.

Sometimes we are given miracles.

Look how they shine for you

What will you do with yours?