this night has opened my eyes

i like to entertain. and amuse. myself mostly. with the elegant arrangement of words. and say astringent things. about life. as if it were a suit i was trying on for size; not entirely convinced about the quality of the stitching, or whether it deserves a place in my wardrobe. yes, so arch.

but not now.

because someone has shown me something finer. than cleverness, or urbanity. something utterly beautiful. though she'd hate me to say so, or make a fuss. so, for today, no aperçus. just wonder. and appreciation. and rapture. which is appropriate. at easter.