A Mason's Sky

Driving home. Sun in my face. Big bang of a headache in my left eye. Slow construction-induced creep. And I notice a unique pattern of lines crossing the horizon. Couple of triangles? Jet trails, for sure. But they're in some kind of shape. Almost a pentagram. Not quite. And then I see it. A compass and a rule. Lodge symbols. It's a mason's sky.

Grabbed a snapshot. But the scope of the pattern is too big. Doesn't capture more than a fraction of the whole thing. Like walking the streets of DC without noticing that the city planners had incorporated Masonic symbols in the architecture. Average man wouldn't see it. A few would. Like the sky today. It was up there. The compass. And the rule.

I saw them.