The sky was not a pitch black
But an inviting charcoal glow
Illuminated by only the full moon and twenty seven stars We sighted.

With the hard ground beneath us
And the cold all around us
After the silent goodnight
All boundaries dissolved into the bitter chill.

I savored the look of his peaceful sleeping face, so close to mine
And the sound of his deep breathing when he drifted off to sleep.
But most of all, I cherished the warmth of him near me
And he did the same
But I will never forget how wonderful it felt to have that slight contact with Him
And the feeling that I make things more pleasant for Him