I saw the sun ball from inside the house just before Buck and I sat down to supper. Grabbed the camera and raced up the stairs, out onto the deck and hoped for a decent sunset shot. The air was cool, and the breeze picked up my hair in tendrils like miniature court attendants. The wood boards of the deck felt pleasingly rough to my bare feet.
It wasn't evident that a sunbeam fell to earth until I downloaded the camera's contents onto my hard drive.
I saw it, smiled, and wondered: when a sunbeam falls to earth, does it contain within it a nucleus of divinity? I sure like the thought.