It comes like He came on the longest, darkest night of the longest darkest year proclaiming all the glory of God and the beauty of planets and suns.
The old gods have been exiled to the sky and their movements are barely the echoes of the Grand Breath.
Apollo and Selene have long since danced and and their brief kiss eclipsed the day to night prompting the Huemul to seek the Araucaria’s shade, the Hornero the Ceibo’s lower boughs.
The Geminis brushed the skirt of Europa with fire and Orion’s arrow glowed brightly in the harsh dark winter air in anticipation of their passing.
Each score years, in the nadir of winter, Jupiter and Saturn form a conjunction barely the width of three full moons in the southwest sky that shone the brightest two millennium past in the Bethlehem dark and blessed the child gazing up at His Father’s creation.
Would be tyrants may clumsily plot the overthrows of countries but the stars remain fixed, determined steady and unmovable to even the strongest push of Hercules and indifferent to the troubles and strife beneath them.
Yet The Breath impels the planets to revolve around a million suns and hope is greater than those who angst over tomes that proclaim the end of everything and the prophets that declare the end of all time is nigh.
The barred owl who resides in the old knotted elm, who persists to live in the hole despite the attempts of crows to chase it away knows that the generosity of every inhale and exhale is but the revolution of a breath greater than itself, one with no beginning or end, just the explosion of the original blessing.
Jupiter and Saturn will always revel in their holy conjunction and take delight whenever the sun and moon breathlessly play tag with each other’s shadow knowing that its light will shine score years over a thousand Bethlehems.
Notes:
Selene is the Greek moon goddess.
The recent lunar eclipse was the brightest in both Argentina and Chile.
Heumel and Araucaria are deer and tree species of Chile.
Hornero and Ceibo are bird and tree species of Argentina