Dream....

A new day, seems like there's some wicked thought in my head, just out of reach.

My dream: Twas dusk, I was out in the country, rolling hills, and access roads. There was a storm approaching, thunder clouds overhead...the sunset was dramatic, the layers of orange, and red, angry and intense with the textured clouds adding a depth, enclosing the colors, transmuting the without to within. An inferno floating above the rural landscape. The sun is setting, the glow was going...I scrambled to gain a better vantage point, running I climb, camera in hand. On a rise, I lift the camera to my eye.......gone....the light has passed, the rolling clouds, dark and titanical, gone is the warmth, the moment passed forever.