Star Voyeur

In the evening twilight
A spark flew up in the gentle breeze
To take its place among the stars,
Twinkling its cool glow,
Heat diminished by distance.
When I looked back to you,
Your face reflected that infinitesimal glow
And challenged it with the light from
Your own internal flame.
Gladdened by the glowing vision beside me
I stretched my hands towards
That warming fire.

A blanket on the grass,
The place for perfect repose
As the crickets chimed in with their evening song
And the moon began its slow
Journey across the sky, reflecting the
Dew that came forward from its hiding place.
We sat listening to the music of our breathing
And as we inhaled in unison,
All around us breathed in as well
Then stopped for a moment…

And we became embedded in the amber stillness.
The spark, tired of being a star,
Transformed once more, streaking across the sky
In an ecstatic comment on this forever moment.

-Kenneth Baker


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