silent night, holy night


sitting all night in the sanctity of silence,
watching small wondrous points of light
– luminous openings in the black blanket of night –
move from there-to-there,
sailing over their reflections on the vast wetness
that is another life-teeming universe



 stars – planets – sky – east – west – ocean

have you noticed
how miracles
once safely labeled,
lose their sense of wonder
and sanctity?


image source: Sydney Observatory