Sunglade

[…] sometimes, also, the rising or setting sun produces a sunglade, like a river of molten gold, or rather of pure fire, flowing across the ocean toward the earth […]

Moonglade and sunglade on ocean or lake have a haunting and suggestive beauty. The reflected lane of light supplies what the mind craves in a picture—a path that seems to lead to some place of unknown and longed-for happiness […]