It’s bulbous lingering structure hovered precariously over the earth. It’s form rendering in my mind.
My imagination triggered the reforming cloud into various shapes.
The enigma started to dwindle in size, spreading out as the centred mass continued to grow. The forceful patterns of charcoal grey stirred in its inferno, edges trimmed with a golden glow. The cloud was rising.
A break of light streamed through the atmospheric grave into a tremendous glow. Rays of magically charged particles seemed to conquer the darkness as the golden light fell upon the wisps of air.
I sat in awe at nature’s wonder and thought we live in an amazing world.
Until next time – Happy Shooting