Seeing stars
January 26, 2021

Seeing stars

January 26, 2021

I saw a star plunge into the ocean,

its light became ice, its sleep became deep.

I wondered if it’d come down with a plan

to meet in the sea a secret it’d keep.

For moments I watched: the waves, they’d swallow

with foamy white mouths the beckoning glint.

That hunger communed with my lonesome low

cry for drowning star to give me a hint.

Then hauled from the gut of tireless waves

came whispers of hope that set me ablaze.

For there in the spray and yawning blue caves

were promises—I would exit this maze.

There in the space that seemed gravity-light

the tempestuous sea fought against night.

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