He trekked into an old forest a hundred miles from town, far enough away from people to still be surprised by what one may find in it.  A corridor that had been hacked through the trees soon narrowed and abruptly led into a vast opening that soared to a high cathedral dome-like canopy.  Through it streamed in light rays of unnameable colors.  Some rays were suggestive of a specific color at the top and then bled into other such suggestions a time or two before hitting ground in smoky golden explosions; some entered the canopy and fizzled or dissolved into other rays.  With senses now acute, he thought to walk through the cathedral, to continue on into the old forest, but all he did was to trek the circumference of this cathedral opening in the forest to hold on to a faint feeling of how light must invariably seep in from the outside if the inside is to be set aglow.