Another early morning commute yesterday.
Low sun slanting into my life.
Passed a graveyard and the sunshine was glancing and dancing off the tops of the headstones.
It was a little unsettling. The natural beauty of the scene in contrast to the natural order of life.
Was it a sad commentary? Those underground missing out on a beautiful day.
Was it a message? The headstones bathed in light as if to say "Hey, I lived my life. Make the most of yours. Do not mourn for me. "
I don't know.