It’s a normal night tonight, when darkness presses down to still the earth. But the moon and stars shine brighter, illuminating the lullabies sung by sleepless mothers.
Songs are found between the silences, while others are given as gifts. And on nights like these, the silences tend to be generous.
There is an air of reverence to be found tonight, and it crowds around the heavens. It spills over, and brings the world to its knees.