Often I drive home from work related events at night. While driving can be a bore, it can also give me many gifts. The gift of uninterrupted thoughts, long stretches of music chosen by myself and accompanied by my own voice.... (no complaints from the backseat!) and many beautiful sunsets or star filled nights.
Last week it struck me as I went down a concession, a rural area where the night as mostly unobstructed by the usual light pollution. I had a sudden urge to lay in the snow the way I did as a child in a snow suit. To feel the cold seep into my bones and look upwards at the sky. To feel like i was captured under a sphere of stars, and then to expand my mind and puzzle that I could reach reach reach and never touch an end, for to touch an end would mean something would be beyond that end.....
Far from here
You are and here I am
gazing
Bathing in your glittering light
reflected back off crystal snow
as though diamonds littered the field
crisp light against the dark of wintry night sky
cloudless as a clean slate
Years have passed under you
steady you remain
