stars are to we poets
eyes that blink not back
their far off twinkling light
communes with the spirit
God and all his angels
are gazing back at us
so constantly and lovingly
I use to imagine
the stars from so far away
seem to be the whites of
their heavenly eyes
so in the middle of the night
as a child
I'd get up and walk outside
so I could bask in
'All Their Knowing Glow'..........
(July 10, 2014 814pm)
Righteous!
Righteous!
Do what you can, now.