I love the descriptive techniques of children. They help us remember to see in ways we’ve forgotten, to approach the world with wonder, to allow our minds to leap across improbabilities as easily as we step across a puddle. Life becomes simple: problems become places to experiment, rather than mourn. Crops drying out? Rain dance. Flight delayed? Ride the unicorn.
In that spirit, I give you a meteor. Its sound may not quite be like the Giants of mythology or Paul Bunyan wrassling with his ox, but it is something that can be imagined as powerful. Its light may not have taken the world, but it has illuminated something, a brief, intense flare of great beauty. Perhaps it will spark some of that childlike wonder in you.