On a night like this, the waning moon throws its light from beyond the sky, transforming the clouds into a gray sheet stretching between horizons.
Featureless, to my eyes, but incredible beauty lies just beyond that dome.
My eyes are irrelevant, on a night like this.
It's so beautiful. Out of sight, it still shines through, overwhelms.
I'm in such a weird mood tonight.
Life provides its own metaphors.