Stars in the east

800px-Alumbrados_del_Rio_2006-Medellin(5)

Crowds rush and push

filing past a myriad useless things

slack-jawed or with furrowed brow

in search of some heart’s desire

that cannot be found amid the tinsel-bound displays.

Beyond the lights and waves of torrid heat

the prowling cats and homing birds

beyond the clouds that billow

sailing on the mild wind from the west

in the timeless dark of the over-arching sky

the stars that saw the first green shoots appear

mourn the passing of those raw and reverent times

blink in the neon glare and look away

 

Advertisement