We have the most beautiful sunrises in our valley. This one was earlier this week.
One morning a few years ago, the day after someone I knew had died, I caught a particularly beautiful sunrise. As I watched the golden shafts of light stream down over the valley, the words “Open the Vaults of Heaven” (from Andrew Lloyd-Webber’s musical “Whistle Down the Wind”) kept playing over and over in my mind, and it seemed to me that the glorious sunrise was indeed the Gates of Heaven opening to receive my friend.
That image stays with me, and whenever I see a beautiful sunrise, like the one in my picture, I still think of it as the Gates of Heaven.