hark! the clouds break and the rains turn to a drizzle to a drip drop, then nothing but lovely golden silence.
the sunset beams burn their way through the cloud cover, and cleaves particles to reach our bodies. the lengthy travel between near outer space and our receptive molecules is near-instantaneaous.
we stand upon the rooftop and welcome the glowing warmth, which arrive in a dazzle of photons and particles unseen.