They are the reason
I love the desert at night,
why I long to be free
of the city’s blaring lights.
They comfort me
in the most mysterious way;
My longing to see them
haunts me by day.
The closest one to us
gives us all life,
though we often forget it
absorbed in our strife.
Kind eyes peer
through the midnight sky,
offer warmest regards
and never ask, “Why?”
They hold the memory
of the ancestral dance
and their beautiful movement
invites me to chance
A daring belief that between the stars and me
there is nothing at all
except infinity.
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Yeah, so, I’m not a rhymer, but for some reason I thought I’d goof around a bit tonight. It’s helpful to not take myself too seriously…some pretty wonderful things happen when relaxation takes the place of rigid expectation. May all beings know happiness.
How lovely, Lorien! Especially love the sense of awe you evoke, and the magical movement of the last, dancing stanza–you and your star partners :). xxo
And you’re there too, Chloe, dancing right along with me, swooping and swirling and tumbling and rising and laughing!