The Night of a Million Paths

"The Night Of A Million Paths"

Isn't it amazing?

Isn't is astounding?

How once I flew

down into deep dark blue

seeking light

and never realized how deep it really was that night

until I let my voice float up

up from inside the deep dark cup

and tried to fly back out

only to make a deeper darker mouth?

once I stopped

and thought and sought

the answer to this nightly riddle

instead I caught a glimpse

of a million stars twinkling down at the rims

of my pit

and i took a moment to look at the heavens lit

and lined with diamond tears

my heart skipped a beat and calmed my fears

i went on trying

would not quit flying

till that night

i caught my sight

of what a deeper hole I'd brought afarth and foward

with the useless beating of my wings, each time they lowered

I pondered and pondered, without my sight

that night as I sat there in another land, with a million stars above me, at a deepened darkened height

and then I felt the a touch of the stars

close to my shoulder , opening all doors

I slowly took off my mask

not knowing I'd had it as a flask

to step unsteadily and off the dusty path

strewn with stardust and morning baths

and I saw and heard and felt

the language of the stars that I'd once lost long ago, an image unmelt

I flew halfway up the pit and stopped and tried again

and I touched the stars with my eyes and heart and wondered when

my heart had been born into this strange and nightly land

I took a breath

shook off the net

and flew out of the pit very wet indeed

from land to land I flew, until I saw my flock in lead

I smiled and waved with the sight of the stars still in my eyes and sprinkled stardust here and there

I turned in my direction and flew with the path in my heart

warm with my familiar footsteps, of another different part

and I flew off into the night

of a million twinkling stars