At 2:35 am I woke up

And moonlight was falling on my hand.  I got up and stood on the back deck and looked at the moon for a while.  I remembered seeing the Hammer Codex of Leonardo da Vinci in Montreal almost a quarter century, being enraptured to see his handwriting with the translation. He spoke of how the wind was the breathing of this terrestrial machine, and how the moon “has no light of itself, and yet is luminous.”