Rainbows burst out of the glass, refracting illuminations of color on the pillar like tinker bell. A fairy’s disco. Reflections linger in the empty aisle, a ghost caught in the spotlight as particles of light hover in kaleidoscopic dust.
It’s so beautiful. We see it in shutter speed. A story bending though, the ray of light reels us as a lens on the wave of the ocean. Then recedes back, the light falls on the last fragment of life before fading. It’s time to go.
But wait, I turn my head one last time to take it all in. A new light is shining, the future beam now brought into present and the story begins again to inspire the next person in line.