sometimes a glory is just that - tess gallagher

Because we love Tess Gallagher so much - Here's a little love poem to make the day better. Little Match Box.
And if there were two moons, who would sleep when one passed before the other and took it in on its dark side? Wouldn't some extra light ray out around the sustaining one? Wouldn't you sense the two in one, even if you'd never seen them parted? Sometimes a glory is just that—a guessing-into the seen, noticing the fringe of presence when it comes, trying to match its fervency by something as tangible, something only you are equal to.