2003-09-26 - 5:46 p.m.
May 29, 2003
What would it mean to show you the world through my eyes? Could you imagine the God’s Eye of the evening sky if I were to tell you the stormy clouds slid over the mountain top, opened up a triangle to allow the center of the setting sun to shine through. You could not if you have never seen the Western skies for yourself.
Does it matter that as this becomes my description you do not know the background of a similar sun falling behind that mountaintop five summers ago? You can not see another sunset through the one before us.
