It was all there in my mind, the perfect
combination of words reflecting the very
observations I meant to convey, just on
the cusp of composition when he called out
to me to drop everything, grab my camera
and head outdoors. All-day rain had turned
when darkness fell to a mystical aura of
light fog capturing light from the street
lamps in a magical transformation of an
urban landscape. The limited sightline of
night fixed in the darkness overwhelmed by
a white veil hovering in the atmosphere
where the familiar became transposed to a
scene of evanescent and mysterious beauty
an otherworld, a floating dream of elsewhere.
Oh, and that poem resonating in my mind
anxious to be captured and to reflect thoughts
on the sentiments of the day? Dissolved.
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