Stars

Scattering their light

So free, I take my tea

And stare for endless minutes,

Time dissolved in this

Stellar show.

 

After vexing thoughts

Plough the mind’s furrow,

Serene it is to absorb

Bright daubings in the sky.

 

If night’s canvas

Could speak:

Be still, be still –

Beauty drowns

Fears that kill.

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