into marvelous light

I found myself navigating tree-lined streets. for a second, everything was golden. entire trees screamed out light. leaves like bright yellow slips of paper twisted and flipped and spiraled wildly like so much confetti. I willed one to float in through an open window. I wanted to touch it, hold it up to the sunlight and examine the veins. music filled the car, sufjan's voice like butterscotch candy in my mouth. in that moment, it was everything-- the brilliant colors, the falling leaves, the ornate tattoo on the arm of the man in the truck just in front of me, the girl on the street with the pink balloon. the top of the fremont bridge off in the distance, like an enormous ferris wheel, like the promise of the last carnival. all of these things and all at once. beautifully orchestrated, ridiculously fleeting. and why I believe. God is good. all the time.