The Ordinary Wonder of a Simple Winter Night

when something about the strange greyness
of the sky

or the play of flaring light

or the dance of refracted photons
on the silent
snowy white

fills you with wonder

and

(for the flicker
of a moment)

the story of “you”
is cut off

by the presence of what is–

as awe for beauty stuns your heart

and catches in your throat,

your mouth falls open

your pupils narrow

and suddenly you’re

astonished

by the ordinary

wonder

of a simple

winter

night.