Brilliance

Two days ago, there was an ice storm that covered the branches with about a quarter of an inch of pure ice. The temperature held below freezing for two days and the sun was out yesterday all day. Each branch acted like its own small prism and the reflections were magical. The hour and a quarter drive to meet with a dear friend and convener was like being in a pure magic land.

I wonder, if we were willing, if the forces of nature might lead us
to see the possibility for brilliance in all things, including people?