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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