tonight.

Tonight makes me grateful that my parents don’t have a garage.

If they did, I would have missed seeing this particular nighttime; and it was a good one.

Tonight is full of stars in the sky and hills that dip and rise, dip and rise, like the earth itself is breathing.

Tonight is a moon that colors the snow in a kind of blue; that bounces off its idea of luminescence until the very ground agrees with it and starts to shine too. And pretty soon they’re having a conversation, The Moon and The Ground.  And I’ve snuck up right in the middle of it, and I wonder who started what, because here I am, suddenly basking in their incandescence. And whenever The Ground starts complaining just a little bit about having to be the one who’s doing all the reflecting, The Moon cuts him off with a glance in the general direction of The Sun.

Enough said.

Because suddenly The Ground realizes that he’s in good company.

And in the midst of all this reflecting I join in, because how can I not?

And I think about how the earth is filled with beauty. How it’s quiet, but like the best kind of person, says so much with its presence and the way it surrounds you whether you act like you need it or not.

And I think about how I am glad to be alive and how there was a time when I wasn’t . And how, though that itself was bad enough, what really terrified me was the thought that I never would be again.

But life, it’s bright.

Just like tonight is bright.

It’s the country’s best impression of the city’s glow. And my neighbor’s hill is turned on like neon, but without that buzz that makes you wonder if your ears are ringing.

And I can’t be sure, but maybe I am turned on like neon too right now. Turned on to life. Feeling like there could be some space for something good to happen again.

Feeling like I am glad that I didn’t miss tonight.

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