Rounded shapes glow and hover in the night like will-o’-the-wisp – flickering lanterns held by invisible hands in a ghostly march through the rain. A parade of the strange meant to lure the weary traveler off the true trail.
Globules of water gathered on the glass distort the driver’s view. The common car and street lights of the roadway transform. An abstract painting appears from dark reality.
Our roaming photographer took the photo using only what little light was naturally available. The shapes glowing through the rain-smeared windshield caught his eye.
When we don’t have a clear vision of the truth, or when some outside factor impairs our clear thinking, we conjure all types of misconceptions. You have to wipe away the distortion in order to see our shared reality, in order to see the truth of matter.