By the light of the silvery moon.

Amazing. I could read a book tonight (really almost one in the morning) by the light of a nearly full moon. Reflecting off the snow banks. By the sliding glass doors. In my study. Makes me aware. That I am alive and conscious. In a wonderful world. Maybe I was awakened. By the brightness of the night. So here I am. On my computer. Pecking away at the keyboard. Not only reading. But writing. By the light of the silvery moon. –Jim Broede