in moments like these-

Silent night, holy night..All is calm, all is bright..

It was a beautiful night. Standing outside on the street, with the company of friends, enjoying the time together, along with the rest of the people who gathered round the choir just upfront.Some knew each other, others didn't. It didn't matter, it was not about them this time round. It was about something greater.

Music in the air, christmas carols being sung, angelic voices reaching the ears and touching the hearts of those who had the chance to be there.

Looking up at the night sky just beginning to cloud over, with its' purplish hue and a scattering of stars. The cool, soft wind blowing at their hair, on their faces..

Smiles on their faces. Some intentional, some not.

It felt like there was something extraordinary in that moment. It felt like a special moment. A moment which words fail to describe and pictures fail to capture. A moment which could only be experienced by yourself, be remembered in your own ways.A moment shared with others, and yet a moment truly yours alone.

Deep sighs punctuate the night. Wanting to capture and take in as much of that moment as possible.

Meeting others, sharing words and thoughts. Thinking of who else there could be. Dreaming of what else could happen.

A moment filled with exciting potential possibilities, of dreams, of thoughts, of experiencing reality with one's heart and soul.

Time slowed then. Just enough for all to stop what they were doing and to just stand there and bask in the love, the warmth, the joy, and the peace of the season.

To them, that scene, that moment was absolutely breath-taking.

It still is.