As whispers of night and darkness loom black against a blanket of stars, what light remains becomes a glowing entity of it's own. What we see is often over shadowed by the contrasts and hues in the fields of vision.
Is what we perceive a reality or a blended conglomeration of past and present? To paint a portrait on canvas is a creation in the mind. As human nature interacts with surroundings, the outline is blurred by personal priority and judgement. Only as the slate of cognitive filtering is removed ... can true colors await.
The view from the window is never quite as interesting as an open door to possibility.
