“Defenseless under the nightOur world in stupor liesYet everywhere ironic points of light flash outwherever the just exchange their messages…“ Like Auden’s flashing lightssparking in the darknessthat so often seemsso immense, so overwhelming,so defeating–we greet each other despite different timesand great distances between,and know that there is Lightalways in the nightand we are not aloneif only …