My prayers this evening were enhanced by a particularly sharp crescent moon with a star shining amiably below it, as if in communion. Mind you, it probably wasn't a star, being too bright. My guess is that I was looking at Venus. And whatever communing was going on was strictly in my head. I suppose there's an argument that the beauty of it all was only something in my mind, but even it that were the case it makes little difference to me as the severity of the beauty was perfectly real as far as I was concerned.
And to the Missus, who'd herself noticed the moon whilst praying in our back room. Confirmation, indeed. All that matters in terms of what's real in this little corner of the universe.
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