That simple

Wake to thick white frost
           on the roofs / it may snow
designer flakes may fall :
           last night Venus and Mars
perfectly aligned
           with the crescent moon
a forest of stars visible
           to the naked eye
billions upon billions
           of sources of light and energy
to warm the deep
           cosmic darkness

you and I in the midst
           of this drama
that has been unfolding
           since the beginning
of beginnings / everything
           on such a scale
that a sense of proportion
           is lost or meaningless
except that we are conscious
           of the snow
and the roses
           that will bloom in May
conscious too
           that a kiss may change
the course of history
           now and forever

John Lyons