
I remember standing under the stars. Under all the stars that peak in and fade out of a dark endless sky canopy.
I stood at the end of a walkway, far enough to leave the incandescence of civilization behind. It was the end of a day. The end of a night. The end of a week. And it was past the glow of manmade lights. Out on the edge of darkness. The language of awareness came in singular musical notes…about the edge of darkness.
We have to move past the glare of people and civilization, it seems, and stand at the edge of darkness to really see the stars and the heavens. And then it’s a gift to us. Out on the edge of darkness.
“Out on the edge of darkness”, from Cat Stevens’ Peace Train (1971).
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