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Powerful: "The five stars you can see from My yard start to give off their barely visible glow So faint, that's how a city makes you feel If you let it get to you"   Having grown up in a big city, I not only fully get the "five stars" reference, I know that the sentiments you express - "so faint, that's how a city makes you feel.." - are ones that quite a few friends and acquaintances experienced. The way you make the comparison, with even such majestic and raging sources of light as stars being all but drowned out in the city, is the peak point of what is a fantastic poem, end to end.   I only wish to have come across this sooner. It's an instant favorite.

I certainly agree.  Thanks: I certainly agree.  Thanks for the comment . . .  much appreciated.

Despite the delay in my: Despite the delay in my reply, I really do appreciate your words.  Even on the most dismal day, your comments can perk me right up.

I can add nothing to what: I can add nothing to what Patricia has already written in her comment . . . except to say, enthusiastically, that I agree with all of the comment about this excellent and profoundly beautiful poem.

With penetrating insight and: With penetrating insight and a grasp of succinct elegance, you packaged an undeniable message. Everyone should read the stars with such wisdom!   

Thank you very much for that: Thank you very much for that comment.

Your statement, that this is: Your statement, that this is an amazing time to be alive, is both very observant, very accurate, and very wise.  And I applaud you on all three of those aspects.  As a former history major, and maybe a little smarter than I was back then, I am beginning to believe that every era, present and past, is an amazing time to be alive---for those who are alive in it.  My grandmother was amazed to see transportation evolve from the railroads through airplanes, and then to the space shuttle---in one lifetime, hers.  And I imagine that most people were amazed when that same transportation evolved from saddled horses prancing along footpaths to iron horses gliding along steel rails.  Our existence seems to be designed to find wisdom in the lessons of the past, and amazement in the events of the present---whether those events are personal (like a deluxe pizza during a good horror movie) or cosmic (like the observations being made by the James Webb telescope).   Thanks for making my afternoon brighter.