Continuing with Jilly’s August challenge and the last of the Jim Harrison quotes.
“Why does the mind compose this music well before the words occur?”
Children of the stars, we,
drops of glittering light
that grew and grew in the holy dark,
rocked by the lilting song of the spheres,
washed by salty seas
in the pulsing tides of the heart.
Sprung, a fish-leap,
from quiet ocean in a fountain of mirth,
we swim in enfolding arms,
listening to the music of beyond,
until our bleary eyes focus on the dreaming sky,
and we learn to reach for the stars.