It was the late afternoon in Old Montreal. The setting sun started to shine on this leaded-glass window at beautiful, historic Notre Dame Cathedral.
Just at that moment. Just at this angle. Just as I was walking up the street.
Right place. Right time.
The gift of some beautiful light.
The smooth, sleekness of glass.
And, concrete. And, steel.
And frame, for this…
Who’s graceful limbs
Curve and turn,
Light with dark
Stark edges of steel and glass.
Its beauty, and movement,
To street and sky.