Glory Rising

In the early morning hours as darkness fades to light, cotton candy like clouds rise above the farmer's fields. Blushing pink in the heavens like a bashful bride waiting patiently for her soundly sleeping husband to rouse from his slumber. Suddenly he appears just above the horizon. Barely awake, but already brilliant in his presence. The Rising Glory of her love paints the cotton with fiery flames of orange and red.

The masterpiece that fills the sky and paints the Earth beneath becomes a tribute to his undying love for his beloved bride.