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we see the same stars
knowing somehow
the light enters
our corneas
at exactly
the same
time

yet we have such
varied ideas
about the

sky

we read the same books
the same letters which
make up the magical
ideograms we call

WORDS

yet our thoughts vary
as to meanings and
how they will
impact
us

but one thing we all
have in common

we ache to be understood
that our words adequately
describe our feelings
our hearts radiate
from the page to
enter readers
pupils like
the light
from


☆ STARS ☆


SoulSurvivor aka
Write of Passage aka
Invisible inc aka
Catherine Jarvis
(C) 2/19/2016

What has come of those days,
That I longed to pass?
What have come of those days,
Now that I long wish they last’d?

What is it about loose eyelashes
That prompts wofty wishes;
Are they heaven’s kisses
In disguise?

We all want to lift our eyes
Above the cloak of disguise
Even if it may compromise
The facade, and authenticity’s surprise.

This world is concrete;
In Western buildings and streets,
In the here-and-now, we can flee
And dismiss lofty things as absolute.

But we are meaning-makers,
We are constant risk-takers.
We are pursuers for magic’s sake,
And may our quest we foolheartedly take.