dark quiet

I wrote this note almost exactly two year ago - on the 25th of December, 2017 when I was visiting Finland. The weather was crisp, the cold prickly and capricious on the skin. But instead of being clothed in its usualy gloomy grey garb, the Christmas sky was clear. I walked to the river that runs through a small, sleepy suburb, comfortably cradled between one of the highways leading to cental Helsinki and the large woodland areas of the Helsinki Central Park. On the footbridge that crosses the river, I looked up and saw the brilliance in the clear sky above me.

the bridge is in darkness

an angular ice cataract covers the river

only here the dark quiet reveals the stars