Circle of Light

It was an odd. The sun was beaming for stretches after sunrise, now the skies are completely overcast and gray. Winter is approaching.

Though for a few minutes in the morning, something else happened, something strange, something between the extremes. I looked outside the window at work and saw a white circle, like a giant featureless moon, in the southwest sky. It wasn't yellow, just bleached white. Yes, there were clouds covering the entire sky, yet there it was. I could stare at it for one moment in a lifetime--the sun shielded by a layer of clouds, thick enough to block the star's brilliantly destructive image, yet thin enough to let enough light from the veiled sun to pour through the clouds and create a ghostly vision of the star 93 million miles away.