The Big Dipper
Dripped starlight
Into the silent
Dark pines.

Orion shot his
Arrow right on
Target into my
Cracked heart.

The Milky Way
Ceased to run its course
And instead
Spilled your name into the sky.

And still, the North Star
Kept on sparkling
Reminding me of
A stability like yours.

It was cloudless and
Moonless and the
Meteor showers were over
But not the hole in my chest.

The only hope I
Had left was that
Somewhere in the world
You saw the same stars.

Lord, speak to me
when my heart
is
still.
And I have quieted
my soul.
Speak to me
Your words of Truth.
That I may fear no ill.

Speak to me
when I awaken.
Remind me
that I am not forsaken.
Speak
when I lay down to sleep.
Hold me in Your arms
while I weep.
Speak to me,
dear Lord I pray.
Speak to me.
And have Your way.
Speak.
For Your servant is listening.
Speak.
In the quiet place.
Of my heart.
Speak.

Do not feel small
Looking to the stars
And great constellations
In the night sky

Find solace there
For our sun too
Is just another distant star
In a constellation

Observed by curious minds
That hope to decipher its secrets