Out in the night,
when the juniper trees are but shadows,
and the birds have gone quiet,
I turn off my headlamp
and look up at the blackness.
Slowly, shimmering flecks appear,
a cluster here, a river there,
until a blizzard of stars
dances across the sky
lighting up my whole being.
Only in the pure dark.
With You.
Photo by Miriam Espacio
Thank you, readers, for your patience with my site glitch this morning.
So lovely. Thank you!
Thank you, Rebecca, for reading and checking in here!
Beautiful and so comforting! Thank you, Lesley.💝
Thank you, Jan. I’m glad to hear that the poem comforted you. The experience sure did that for me.
I can see everything you see~ Like I am there with you. So gorgeous. Thank you❤️
Thank you, Kate. So happy that the poem put you there with the One.