A Close And Holy Darkness

image from Le Divan Fumoir Bohemien

Looking through my bedroom window, out into the moonlight and the unending smoke-colored snow, I could see the lights in the windows of all the other houses on our hill and hear the music rising from them up the long, steady falling night.  I turned the gas down, I got into bed.  I said some words to the close and holy darkness, and then I slept. ~ Dylan Thomas