Posted on June 3, 2003 in Photos
The light itself in these pictures is a poem. Being in the light is being in the poem. Alas, I can not bring you to this moment. I can only tell about it and show how it was like.
My frustration is something akin to that of a prophet who has seen a miracle and counts on the faith of others to believe in his vision. The description is fantastic and the physics seemingly improbable. But this was the light, this was the day.
Click on the picture to witness the mystery of the light.