I had been hiking the entire night though the canyon. I finally reached its end as the morning broke.

The snow extended for miles and I could not say how deep it was. The sight should have filled me with despair.

But the sun was over the horizon, sending colors to the sky and on the snow that I had never seen before.

All else was forgotten as I watched the light play over the trees. I tried to name each color I saw and failed.

I needed to continue. But for that moment, the world was still. Sacred, even.