Sunday 22 November 2020

Starlight




Starlight reaching down
to graze my soul
across millennia; 
light years 
of existence 
in a single instant. 

How often 
have I scanned 
this ancient dome of sky 
to seek some solace 
from the fraught insanity 
of life? 

Orion’s shoulders 
and angular Cassiopeia; 
the static pulse of Polaris 
and the meanderings 
of Draco as he traverses 
the milky carpet 
of the silver winter sky; 

All provoke the pause, 
the gaze of wonder, 
a catch in the breath. 

Many times 
the light from 
distant worlds long gone 
has arrested my vision, 
washing over my mind 
with inspiration. 


Steve Wheeler © 22 November, 2020

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