The Stars

August 27, 2014

When it's dark enough you can see the stars

Across the emptiness of space;

The depth of darkness in between

could not the light of heaven erase. 


The shadowland in which you walk

is hidden in the blanket before the dawn;

The thorns that cling to your clothes

are looking for carriage into the sun. 


The cautious foot with which you tread

Across the ragged cityscape

truly brush over flowers of passion red

in the meadow where you lie 'wake. 


The light of hope is proved

when this steel cage is removed. 

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