Something in the ruins

I passed by this place today and was left mesmerized. But it wasn't the house, or whatever was left of it itself. It was the way rich afternoon rays changed color bouncing off each-other, while coming through the large holes, left where ones windows and doors have been.

The reds, purples and yellows danced with one another fiercely, creating a beautiful spectrum. One that screamed anger.

I wish I could have been here this morning to witness the sunrise...to have seen how the pastel calmness of awaking pinks and mellow blues transformed this place slowly into a serene one, full of calm and longing.