The sky was overcast this morning as I drove to work. A thick layer of gray clouds hovered overhead, making it seem more like eight at night instead of almost eight in the morning.
A shaft of light suddenly shone from behind, illuminating the backs of my hands on the wheel and the tail lights of the cars in front of me. It was like someone pointed a bright light down a dark hallway. I tried to find where the cloud break was, but I couldn’t see it in my mirrors.
I took my usual exit ramp. As I rounded the curve I faced the heavenly flashlight. The cloud canopy filled every corner but for one slit of brilliant white. Through it, silver rays stretched toward me. It was beautiful.