Dominus illuminatio mea
The bright white burning of a cloudless sky, a fire, heat like an ocean wave, slamming into you, pounding and oppressive. A southern wind, loud and full of grit and sand bends grass and shakes trees. This is the piercing presence that shatters and shudders the smoldering sky. This bodiless power over the earth, this unseen presence over deep and secret places within the earth. A flashing sword, turning this way and that, at the garden’s gate.
“I am the reflection. I am the effulgence. God is my light and I am the light of God.”
Like molten gold, like burnished bronze polished bright, like glittering rays at dawn. Like softened silver, like iridescent ice, like silent stars his presence which is The Presence spreads across the earth, filling the void. There can be no absolute darkness, not with his all pervading photons.
This is part of July Anomalies A-Z, a creative writing exercise and not intended to be an altogether accurate picture of the creature described above.