8.07.2015

The Other Night

Being out on water with moon-less skies arcing out endlessly overhead:

Holy, holy, holy is the Lord God Almighty 

The depth of space on multiple sides of me; suspended if you will, amidst lights both real & reflected. 

I want always to be moved by this expanse, this devestatingly vast star-flung darkness that I am ever so fond of, no matter the season. 


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