Meteors in the Mountains

18 Nov 2009. I step out into the beautiful, dark night, high up on a mountain, and all around me is black sky studded with 100s of sparkling gems, dim and bright and fading into the dark mountains and fog that surround and protect the tiny villages. I stare up and everywhere else and into infinity across the engulfing dome, waiting, waiting anxiously for that quickest moment and finally I see- a tiny burst of pale yellow appear and disappear, so fast you wonder if its even real. And again. And here and there. Some so yellow and bright, with long streaks, and I gasp each time, surprised each time, even after I lose track of how many and to one lingering, I make a wish up to the constellations, beacuse these shooting stars, as gracefully fleeting in nature as they are, to me they are simply magical.