Ode to Stars

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Inspired by Pablo Neruda

Submitted: October 23, 2013

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I saw the stars

in their sky

on a cloudless night.

I’m sure

you

think I dreamed it

but

they speak,

the stars speak, the light

in the night,

they speak

through a soft whisper

in the wind.

I marveled at those angelic

voices

when I heard

the call

of the stars

from the field.

Near Cassiopeia

the whole

universe

chats:

they have

multiple

speakers,

a conversation

of myth.

There in their own sky

twinkle light, the cosmos

of undiscovered wonder,

the plane where time travels,

gems in space, forgotten

by the metropolis.

 

And then out every window

in this world,

stars,

your pale

glow

casting out

the mystical miracle

over

our world.

Directors

of  voyages

of the earliest ships.

you are

a resident

of the heavens,

subject

of the first

to explain the unknown, stories opening

paths to the imagination.

Dust in the sky, the eyes

conceive new form

in the night sky from you:

sight identifies

pieces of the universe in each glimmer,

and thus the dimmest,

the faintest,

radiance of the star

brings to us

not only the infinite

but our own inner self.


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