Sunday, December 11, 2011

You're Never Too Cold

It is always something of a pleasant surprise--in the truest meaning of that phrase--to discover, somewhat sheepishly, that you aren't as jaded as you've allowed yourself to believe you are. Around midnight this morning I decided to step out and take a look at the full moon--the 'cold' moon they're calling it. I really wish there had been some snow on the ground. There's nothing like a few inches of glistening powder as far as the eye can see under a full moon. The air was indeed cold. Somewhere in the vicinity of holy s*it cold. And there she was; Dianna in all her glory carrying on a celestial flirtation with Orion. Beautiful maiden and rugged hunter each keeping a respetable distance while dancing attendance around one another. Their mutual yearning was almost palpable. I could feel it. The other constellations in their finery could feel it. Every so often Dianna would smile coyly through a gauzy silver haze of cloud as if she were doing a veil dance; teasing, enticing her pursuer. I went back inside to thaw and think. I thought the thoughts a person thinks when it's late, he's not sleepy, and the silence of a still night is deafening. Practical things. Funny things. Sad things. Hopeful things. I suddenly realized that very little of what I considered important and worth while really doesn't matter all that much. I wasn't quite as full of myself as I was when I went outside earlier. It was one of those out-of-the-body-self-realization-reality-check moments we sometimes get and try to forget as quickly as possible. The impression remains and it's the echo's voice you hear in the wee small hours of the soul. I went back outside before turning in. And there they were; Dianna and Orion further off to the north now. She was still holding court a little above him but this time he was to the left where he had been to her right before. Perhaps he thought it was his better side. Or perhaps he was simply giving her right of way. I guess when it comes to loving and being loved it really doesn't matter where you are exactly. What counts is being there and knowing when to yield. Even when it's cold.

9 comments:

  1. I wonder if we were watching the sky at the same time..
    it was amazing as the sun was setting too and the first bright lights in the sky were shining.. they seemed extra bright and I commented on it several times...

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  2. Beautiful and so wonderful to have you back!

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  3. Gwen: We very likely were! It's so wonderful to live in a place where there is no light pollution to mar the view. Living in Houston I was lucky if I saw more than the moon and the evening star. It seemed to me that the stars were brighter, too.

    Von: Thanks Luv, it's good to be back!

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  4. That was just lovely to read.

    On the subject of our last exchange, I do recommend that you try Trollop -- it's really much better than the phone book. There is, of course, a bit of 19th century sentimentality, but he really does a number on the aristocracy (among others) in The Way We Live Now" which is truly a great novel.

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  5. Emmy: Thanks, Darlin'

    Anne: You're absolutely right. The local phone book is a very short read and the pictures are so...so...monochromatic. I thrive on 19th century sentimentality. I reread "Little Women" and not once did I feel the onset of a diabetic coma. Thank you for the kind words.

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  6. Missed your writing, good to have you back.

    I was beginning to worry that you were fertilizing your roses.

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  7. Beautiful, having just come in from a dawn to match I found this very moving.

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  8. Antares Cryptos: I'm still laughing about the roses line. No, the rumours surrounding my demise are baseless. However, the rumours concerning my roses are, sadly, quite true.

    threecollie: Greetings and welcome! I am so excited by your visit. We are usually so engulfed by fog and mist here at dawn that the most we ever see are hobbits. My midnight and your dawn prove that the best things in life really are free.

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