It is, for December, relatively warm out; 57°F. I got my flashlight and walked down the driveway away from the house. There's just a bit of a breeze touching the face; but higher up toward the top of the ridge there is the roar of a good wind moving through the trees. There is no other sound but the creek down below. I turn out the flashlight and look up.
There are no clouds in the sky, the moon is hours away from rising; and the sky is full of stars. I am looking up through the silhouettes of tall bare trees into a beautiful sky of stars. It is movingly beautiful. It is an intimate identification with extraordinary beauty. It is a gift rare and precious; an experience of immediate connectedness with something so utterly glorious. It is as if looking into a still pond and seeing in the reflection .. my soul; the experiential truth of my being.
Monday, December 03, 2012
The Sky Tonight
Posted by David at 8:58 PM