a smattering of
stars in the Milky Way
home to humans,
created from dust
what do we see in
quiet of night
so many shapes: a scorpion, a bear
we could study them
forever
and never know them
completely
do other creations
exist on their landscape?
can they travel
through time
like they travel
through space?
are we friends in
some when, somewhere?
oh, the pain of
growth in spirit
learning to trust,
to put our hope
upon the star light,
star bright
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