“Sunrise”
“As the dazzling wafer of the sun appeared over the rim of the eastern range, its circumference spoked with flares of various lengths and brightness, shooting a 200,000-candlepower spotlight straight at the yogi, the cloud cover dissolved as if it had never existed, revealing the mountains on the western side. These were the ones that resembled melted candles. They now shone as huge pieces of pink chocolate from which many bites had been taken. The shadows on their far and nearest edges so cut off the highest and lowest points of the mountains that their entire visible shape could be seen as an immense Norse warrior, long shaggy hair hanging down his chest, every muscle and tendon detailed, and his arm bent to strike.”