Distant objects so very far away
A glimpse in time some would say
Their stories keep us up at night
Glimmering rays of stellar light

If you stare at one up close
You may see its rhythmic pulse
Though each one different on their own
Together they project a greater tone

Can we imagine any greater wonder
Nature’s splendor a gift to ponder
Twinkling stars aglow in the distance
Hard to fathom their mere existence

Myths and legends fill our distant past
Of a colossal cosmos, so boundless and vast
Answers to questions we seek from above
The great mysteries of the origins thereof

Alone in a desert or on some distant shore
Curiosity will always leave us wanting more
Starry night, you inspire us to dream
With rays stretched eternal, forever agleam

When the stars grow cold and fade away,
the earth becomes a haven;
For the sunbursts of a winter sky,
which warm us from our burdens.

Despite the sweetness of holiday cheer,
the only things we've left to see;
Are the snowy mountain tops ahead,
resplendent in their alabaster sea.

But with the rising of the morning sun,
its glowing face upon us all;
We huddle together and watch the gleam,
as it beckons us through windswept squalls.

So if the day can be revived,
with such brightness shining near;
The frosty stars will take a hint,
soon recovering on a night so clear.

And seeing the sparkle over the hills,
we pray for cherished evenings;
Of love and light within our sight,
with holy songs from angels' healing.

Blue dregs are hanging
each to each on the line,  

& ash tendons pull
as cirrus takes the stair.

Overflowing night is emptied
in the twine of our sleep,

& we wake, suspended
in our own eye.

There is a silver splash
perched in the bathroom

where the hand finds itself
encased in breath,

a throwaway gesture that drifts
over to the new corner,

& finds shape as your face,
shielded in cloud.