Clouds of Glory

The pillar of cloud advanced and we followed it. This went on for an entire generation and then it ceased. It was a very special generation; one that could look afresh every day and see the cloud that provided direction and swept and sprinkled the road before them. The pillar is still out there, poised to lead us. It encompasses the people, one at each of the four sides; one above us; one below; and one prepared to lead. Hard to believe that we could be encompassed within the pillar and yet unable to see what surrounds us, but there we are, our heads buried in a newspaper, staring at an iPhone, dozing in front of the television, while the cloud patiently waits.