Miracles

“I think of you often. Especially in the evenings, 

when I am on the balcony (kitchen window)

and it’s too dark to write or to do anything 

but wait for the stars. A time I love. One feels

half disembodied, sitting like a shadow at the

door of one’s being while the dark tide rises. 

Then comes the moon, marvelously serene, 

and small stars, very merry for some reason 

of their own. It is so easy to forget, in a 

worldly life, to attend to these miracles.”

 

― Katherine Mansfield