Lying out in the yard
Far from city lights
On a clear night there are
Stars
And they flicker and dance.
And for as long as we know
And likely longer
We have told stories
And created fantasies
That somehow ring true.
Castor and Pollux
The Dippers and Orion's Belt
And our favorite candy bar.
And we let the energy of the Stars
Revive our souls and heal our hearts
As we realize
Or rather recognize
The troubles of the day
Disappear into the ether
Or maybe just escape
Through the ozone hole.
It's not that different
From watching the clouds
Drift
We think aimlessly
Across the great expanse
And imagining elephants
Or trees or any number of shapes
And while admen want us
To see commercial angels
We know the true angels
Move about in another plane.
Unseen but surely felt
If we have listened to the Stars
Time is relative
Even though measured
How many days of drudgery
Fade
When we feel the touch of love
And bond with the eternity
We see in the clouds
And in the Stars.
Yet how rare the day or night
When we reserve the time
To look for four-leaf clovers
Or even smell the roses
Right under our noses
Or visit a friend
Inconveniently far away
Right down the street
Long enough
To go lie in the grass
And just look up?
