i remember seeing
the splendor of it
on new years day
this year
a 75 foot spruce
five miles of lights
tiny little
four atom molecule
held together
by covalent chemical bonds
drawn towards
promethean radiance
we pressed against the great mass
a new york tourist troupe
mixed with angry natives
a space staked at the corner
perched just above the ice skaters
just long enough to take pictures
and feel it forever
bubbles and snowflakes
replaced shattering stars
they lit the tree again last night
and my heart right along with it