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15/12/2009 10:50AM
Séamus O Drisceoil
Moonbow, A Chriustmas Gift from Chuck Kruger

Moonbow

A Christmas Gift



On ritual way

to bed I step outside

for a final peek at December’s stars and moon,

the pulsing Fastnet Lighthouse beam, neighbours’ lights, the weather.

And what towers before me

but a vast white arc.

In all my seventy-plus years, I’ve never seen such an act

of nature. I gawk and I gawk and I dash inside for Nell and we stand spell-bound

beneath this arc of whiteness, a pure dramatic gentle gauzy white. To the east, toward

the newly-risen

wildly radiant Christmas moon, the sky gleams

with stars, Orion just emerging from the horizon, the Pleiades distinct

in their little clearing of black, our own tiny galaxy the Milky Way heading fainter

and fainter straight for the moon; and to the west no stars at all but a misty rain falling

perhaps but a hundred yards away.

I glance at my fisherman’s watch, read that the moon’s five days plus past full.

After some five

or twenty-five minutes

of simply staring at this gift – and trying to take in

what we guess to be a lunar rainbow, a rainbow filled

with the white light of the effulgent moon – we decide sadly yet happily

it’s time

to head for bed, our heads packed with what we feel

nature’s midnight benediction, something straight out of the fourth dimension.

The next day,

as I’m hopping out of bed,

my memories of the previous night alive and well,

I switch on the radio, hear in the opening sentence the word moonbow,

a word I’ve never heard before and what I assume refers to the kind of phenomenon

we saw the previous night.

I head for my study,

do some quick research before breakfast,

learn that there are many names for the rarity we witnessed:

fog bow, lunar bow, moonbow, white rainbow, night-time rainbow, mother bow.

And that,

amongst Native Americans, especially the Cherokee

and Shawnee people, a tradition of worshipping this moonbow

goes back 3,000 years. They experienced the moonbow “as a distinct sign

from the great Spirit” that gave them a “blessing”. I realize I’ve been unconsciously in a long line

worth the wait.

Nor can I imagine

a finer present from Nature

than what our eyes

and hearts have just unwrapped.

****

MERRY CHRISTMAS & HAPPY NEW YEAR to you , Seamus & Brid, Aodh & Shane & Fay!



Chuck & Nell

December 2009
email: info@cailinoir.com   telephone: 028 41923